Sneeze Poem

Two buds of garlic Ginger in tea Can't do the trick Can't produce poetry. Can spare you a sneeze I'm done with too many When blows the breeze When it's rainy. Where springs the fountain Flowing ceaseless thru nose Once sneeze sneeze again Don't feel so morose. It's the day to be dumb Better if you resign When nose is red numb Can't pen a one line. Through sun and the rain It's time tested old Once sneeze sneeze again Lo no remedy for cold. Gingered tea cup Can't kill the enemy It's time to wrap up Close the shop for poetry.