Those Pesty Hives
December 5, 2009
Written by: Rose Marie Rideout

Then sometimes late at night,
When our bodies refuse to sleep,
All over our body they appear,
Big hives seem to creep.
Itchy and red,
Just a plain irratation,
Keeping us awake for hours,
itching for the duration.

Where are those pills,
They are suppose to react,
Get rid of those hives,
quickly sending them back,
One hour, two & yes even three,
Those pesty big old hives,
Are still itching all over me.

They say that it’s canola,

That I’m alergic to,
But I know from my reactions,
There are more things then a few,
I know that another is shell fish,
Oh,oh maybe my homemade bread,
I know I had some hot from the oven,
Just before I went to bed.