allergy haiku

blooming, growing plants

pollen in the air around

sneezing, snot, springtime!

4/20/05

take off your hat and stay awhile;

i have some herb to make you smile.

the greenest k.b. ever seen

to make you feel like quite a queen!

today's the day to celebrate-

don't ignore me, this can't wait!

you must sit down and take a hit;

relax, get high, and enjoy it!

un-work

each new morning i arise
to rub the darkness from my eyes.
groggily i drag myself
from comfy bed to bathroom shelf
where in the mirror i half see
my dreams and then i half see me.
i shower, dress, and cough - awake -
the sleep and pollen sure do make
my day begin as i resist
the rising sun and clearing mist.
off to work after swift kiss
this job makes me mad as piss.
before lunch i sit and play
card games, poems, emails stay
my number one, in terms of fun,
and then it's lunch time, time to run!
the afternoon, my work' s begun.
but not too much, it's more like "un"
work. yes, that's right, i must admit
my job is lame, i have a fit
every time my boss says "hey".
i want to run far far away.
and so my question now is this:
do your jobs make you boo and hiss?

(i want to see some poetic verse about your jobs
and how they make you feel (happy, stressed, nauseous, etc.).
please comment in the "comments" section. thank you.)