Oil
A dab on the shoulder
A drop for the knee
An oil for your comfort
The pain going free
A magical oil
No doctor to see
How easy for moving
from one place to three
For old people ceasing
from rust in their blood
just a little glob of oil
brings good health from crud.
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2017
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