Sprinter
My headache is a sprinter
And my Advil likes to trot,
But I'm a desperate sucker
So I give it one more shot.
The finish line approaches,
As I am well aware.
I'd hoped for a conclusion
Like the tortoise and the hare.
Alas, though, it's the headache
That has got the Advil beat
And I will chalk it up to yet
Another sad defeat.
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