Allergies



I hate spring.

In fact, I hate spring so much I wrote a little story about it. I bring you:

Carl the Lion, written March 31, 2005.

Once upon a time there was a cuddly lion named Carl. Carl loved to tiptoe through the tulips and frolic in the daffodil fields. One spring Carl devolped this horrible quasi-disease called allergies. These allergies made him sneeze and cry whenever he was near the beloved tulips and daffodils. Carl could no longer tiptoe or frolic even with the help of contac, provided by his local pharmacist, Hans the aardvark. It was very sad. Carl began to dislike Spring very much and was filled with much joy when the rain finally came.

The End

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