Natural Or Synthetic
'Woodsorrel and violet
To soothe the heart's fret'
Fo heart's broken by a male
So goes the old country tale;
A herb for all their needs
Or potion to right misdeeds;
So easy now to scoff or scorn
With the empirical now left forlorn.
A drug for this and one for that
With side effects,often worse,
Accompany the cure...with a curse
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