O granulocyte so lovely,
With thy cheerful reddish hue,
I am 'minded of thy beauty
Each time I go, "A-choo!"
Allergic rash thou giv'st to me
Anaphylaxis is thine, too,
Itching is your legacy
And swelling comes from you.
But still for thee I'm thankful,
Even tho' thou pain'st my neck,
For without thy red protection,
I'd surely hit the deck.
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