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Love Allergy



Love Allergy

 When Spring-time sends love so dear,
sneezes and wheezes, spoil the time of year.

 When Cupid's love arrow, flings and flies,
it sends me itchy, scratchy eyes.

 When Romance, fills the air,
my eyes swell and I shed a tear.

 When Love Songs begin to play,
coughing, coughing comes to stay.

 When Love Poems sing and rhyme,
breaths come slow, breaths out of time.

 When love triangles abound,
I nearly pass out, fall to the ground.

 When reading love stories that are the rage,
my fingers get numb, I can’t turn the page.

 Love causes these reactions, you see,
because I have the dreaded, Love Allergy.


© 2013 ajwrites57
A Long


I have to say this post was inspired by the dear and inspiring +Adrianna Joleigh
If you've ever read any of her posts, you will find the wittiest, talented, and sweetest G plussers commenting.

 The consensus was that it is better to have a Love Allergy than to be immune to love.
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