Fine. Be that way. O very, merry month of May. June’s in the wings. Just waiting to come onstage. So go ahead. Leave. You didn’t last very long. In fact, you sped right by. Or so it seems. But you packed a wallop while you were here. You brought rain. And wind. Tons of wildflowers. And tornados (to some). And 90-degree days. You brought the worst pollen in years. And allergies. Asthma. Pneumonia. Bronchitis. Flu. And the infamous cough that last ...