'Tis The Season Ta Make 'Em Tic'

Ah yes, late Spring

Then turns to Summer

Everything's a-flowerin'

For many, 'tis a-bummer

So much pollen in the air

The plants are releasin'

The pharmaceutical companies

Prefer it increasin'

People's noses a-runnin'

Their eyes are a-waterin'

Headaches and sneezin'

Kind a-teeter-totterin'

Now 'tis late Summer

Which turns into Fall

Gone, are the glassy eyes

My allergy withdrawal

Autumn's now recedin'

A-comin' is a-winter

Gonna be here so quick

Like a hundred yard sprinter

Hmm, spose' time's approachin'

Ta' get that chill

Talkin' 'bout the flu bug

Down 'n out 'n really ill

The onset of the “bug”

Thru' this anecdote

Temerature's a-risin'

A little scratch in the throat

Coughin' 'n a-sneezin'

With the flu bug yer' a-flirtin'

Somach churnin' and diarrhea

Whole body's completely a-hurtin'

We go thru' the earth's cycles

And sometimes we get sick

For 'tis the seasons

Ta' make 'em tic'