Correct Placement
If I were snuffling in the grass,
Like dogs who follow scents,
A century would have to pass
Ere sniffles would dispense.
If I buzzed among the flowers,
Like ever busy bees,
I’d be spending countless hours
Quite shaken by a sneeze.
If like a bird, I perched on limbs
Of elms and mighty oaks,
I’d fill with pollen to the brim,
And gasp and wheeze and choke.
And so we see that God was wise:
I’m of the human race.
Since allergies are my demise,
In nature, I’ve no place.
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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2013.
Lovely humour – but true
Thanks.
Cute, Dennis. And I love the word “snuffling.” It’s such a perfectly DOGGY word, isn’t it?