Thursday, 21 September 2017

The Pill

A poem from 2017


I was feeling just a little ill
The doctor said “you need this pill”
It will
Make you better

Thrilled I got them from the chemist

But I did not really expect
The horrid potential side effects
Fifty ways to die a death
I flushed the them down the loo

And went to bed to rest

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