Pills Escape

With no arms and legs, pill escapes are hard They all look the same inside their bottles Like prisoners shaved bald at executions Like new recruits, army jar head bald Pills all look alike to their consumers Swallowed down with no remorse They don't read labels, don't know their fate Once in a while one falls on the floor Rolls away under the bed, plays dead Never seen again Then fire comes after a time Consumes rooms, burns down houses Storms follow, turns into floods Breaks homes apart Flows down the river with them gone Pills in bottles go down as well Bob up and down on swift currents Avoid being taken again with water Protected, sealed, warning labels revealed Wanting only to remain dry inside Freed to enter Mexico without visas Illegals in bottles and jars Breeding and marrying jumping beans To make families from multicolored ingredients Baby tablets, capsules and sainted aspirins Pills hate people with medical conditions You will never catch them with a cold Or with dreaded sickos who swallow them whole (While escaping, pill boxes keep them from sneezing)