They Are Coming!

look and see
there they be

green demons mounting up to the sky
stretching their arms, ever looking high

copulation abounds
the amount of their breeze
spreading over the grounds
bringing many, many a sneeze

the season is here
one which i hate
one which i fear
nothing i thought i ate
i could not have seen my noses fate

smell i did
and then i hid

for the russian olives start, tonight