"Atchoo! Atchoo! I Can Sneeze Like You!

I walk through the park enjoying many hours,

I spent all my time smelling the flowers,

I said to myself "Hayfever never,"

Then I started sneezing forever!

Atchoo! Atchoo!

"Oh no this won't do!"

I took out a tissue and blew my nose,

It took so long, I needed a hose,

So, I proceeded to write this poem,

For my sneezes to end, I am longing!

Atchoo! Atchoo!

"Oh no this won't do!

The flowers look at me,

And they laugh,

When they see me,

Feeling my wrath.

They hear me sneeze,

So they aim to tease;

They laugh, and tell me,

"Atchoo! Atchoo!

I can sneeze like you!"