Pills It seems we take, a different pill. For all our pains, and sll our ills. Blue one, Pink ones, Green and Peach. Before and after, and while we eat. We take the pills, for some relief. Their side effects, could cause us grief. But in the end, they help us live. A better life, to serve and give. (More pills.)
Reason for writing:
I take so many pills, and see so many ads for them, I had
to get some joy out of it. I write all kinds of poetry:
about family, sports, animals, my philosophies, my experiences,
my feelings, comedy silly and nonsense things. Enjoy.
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