Doctor Grandma
The ginger root
My grandma hung
Hung in the kitchen
For everyone to see
A headache or a tummy ache
If anyone would suffer
The ginger root
Was brought down
For ailments simple and severe
A strong tea for the headache
A weak one for the stomach
A gargle for the toothache
A pouch for minor burns
Though most of the times you know
The thought of drinking
The insipid liquid
Would make all well
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