"Bahorga atab she'r yozdim..."

The robins sing, the flowers bloom,
A joyful, vibrant, polleny room!
My eyes are itchy, nose is red,
Spring's sweet arrival fills my head
With sneezes loud, a running nose,
And tissues piled in endless rows.
Oh, Spring, you fickle, lovely friend,
Your beauty's joy, it knows no end...
Except, perhaps, for me, it seems,
Lost in a haze of allergy dreams!

- dedi ChatGPT 🤧😵‍💫