Best Panadol Poems
Are Drugs Good Or BadDrugs have no reason,
no souls, no conscience. Their
compound ingredients innocently
get into human hands from trees,
weeds, roots...only later to be joined
together like Frankenstein's body parts.
It is us humans who determine
whether we want to create crack,
sleeping pills, heroine, Actal,
Panadol....
Let's stop blaming the innocent drugs,
and instead blame ourselves...
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Categories:
panadol, creation, humanity, imagery, life,
Form:
Narrative
Robinsons Wimbledon WeekendTwo decades ago this story began
Founded by one of the Robinson Clan.
The weekend is always the second in July
Its the gathering of a unique group of guys.
In honour of The Late Arthur L. Heron
Who would be swinging his clubs in heaven
The trophies grand and tall...
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Categories:
panadol, friendship, fun, golf, happy,
Form:
Rhyme
The Way OutTHE WAY OUT
The way out,
The way out,
The way out is,
Jesus.
The way out is not,
stelazine,
The way out is not parade height,
The way out is not boaska and panadol,
But the way out is Jesus.
The way out is not,
That...
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Categories:
panadol, beauty, blessing,
Form:
Alliteration
Twinkle EyeTWINKLING EYE
With a twinkle in his eye
he nodded towards the bed.
'not tonight dear' I replied,
'I have an aching head.'
Then I kept him very busy
with chores to bring delay
hoping he'd be so tired
he'd sleep the night away.
But he took a hot shower
let cold water pass him...
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Categories:
panadol, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
Natures Priceless GiftNATURE’S PRICELESS GIFT
My comrade so invisible
You are like a sweet smelling rose
You arrive with echoes of succor
Tune of hope most melodious
When happiness opens my mouth
You proceed with majestic elegance
When a clown contrasts my agitated brain
Your precious hand takes me to ecstasy
You soothe my troubled nerves
And...
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Categories:
panadol, happiness, , cute,
Form:
HangoverFlamin’ hangover ... I’m told. “Get outside!”
“Get out of bed!” Hell, I’m old enough to have more sense
spending half my day behind me shed,
cursing that lesson never learnt from past experience.
My gut; my poor guts ...
Churning up - if only I...
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Categories:
panadol, abuse, how i feel,
Form:
Verse
ChameleonCHAMELEON
That was good friend,
My secrets become a media trend,
I don't anymore understand,
Will you ignore your mistakes till the end?
I remember calling you sweet name and nouns,
How come you're a chameleon!!
For good pretending, you deserve a congratulation,
Here I mourn hold there a celebration,
That way you broke...
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Categories:
panadol, betrayal,
Form:
Rhyme
physicianDressed up like a physicians..
Full of doubt and suspicions..
Heart harder than stone ..
Don't care if you die sick and alone..
They treat all ..
Cancer or headache with Panadol..
Don't know the right medication ..
They prescribe aspirin for fornication ..
Wednesday 3/12/2003
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Categories:
panadol, confusion,
Form:
Rhyme