Best Penicillin Poems
Rustic mountains
Through glaciations
Moulded this wonderful
Scottish Nation
Caledonian Forests
Covered our land
On our Western Islands
Golden beached sands
Glens and rivers
Cris cross our land
Glorious moors
Where the Highland Stag stands
Majestic and tall
Proud and might
This king of beasts
The most wonderful sight
Scenery to thrill
Heather-ed in purpled bloom
Look out any window
Its our own front room
Golden Eagles
Soar above these lands
Winged royalty
In their blue blooded strand
Our contribution to our modern world
Is all around us, read and learn
Logie Baird, with Television
Pedal Cycle, Kirkpatrick MacMillan
Medical marvel, Penicillin
In other Nations our touch has felt
Our Ancestors us, we Celts
For centuries we cast our nets
To further lands
We were always met
Friendly Scots in every way
Gave this world
A better say
America, Canada, New Zealand too
Us Scots are in me and you
Ancestral blood runs through our veins
The quite wonderful Scottish strain
Alba.
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/scotland.php
War taught of the need for nutrition and good health,
and so Penicillin was first used on mass scale,
tin food was too, like never before,
that pill when you’re ill distributed through war.
Wellington Boots were first used with army suits,
when invaders wanted Greek ground democracy was found.
Those chemical compounds taught of nuclear doom,
while v2 rockets put man on the moon,
engines on planes were made safer,
now airplanes fly in lanes tracked on radar.
This website you’re on and the E-mails you get,
be sure you know, war made the internet,
talking of war that’s what walkie talkies were first for,
war gives us advanced things we only dreamt of before.
And I stress, without war we'd know less,
but the best lesson of them all, is, don’t go to war.
Sir Alexander Fleming
Caught many a lemming
To try his Penicillin
On the bacteria that was killing
Dr. P.D. Feel Good vs.' Doc the Poet (#2
Doc, you can keep wearing my CROWN.
It goes perfect with your pink hospital gown.
I am the one that damaged and demolished all your goods
Now you’re like a tr@mp roaming the hoods
Diagnose your poetry under a form of drug abuse.
If you want to be a real princess, cover up them bruise.
Step into my office, -I'm the Dr. Feel Good of abuse.
My assistant will stamp and shave you like a sheep.
With the consumption, you’re not for human use.
Doc, I will be your worst nightmare.
My ambush of words will leave you in fear.
My assistant Nathan will leave you babbling,
As he gives you a PAP SMEAR.
You cannot escape my mental destruction gear.
STUTTERING as you get donkey punched in the rear.
You will cry for mercy as I hammer in your head.
Begging my assistant to put you out of misery.
Screwing with your mind, laughing at your history.
Cooking your words like chicken cacciatore.
Forgetting to add herbs to your so-called poetry.
Now who is the one with the ALZHEIMER'S poetry disease?
Now I have you on your knees.
Making you suffer while you foam at the teeth.
Spiting my speech disorder all over your face.
Your slam has no speed to continue with this race.
You’re nothing but a rat, running thru my maze
My assistant is setting traps in your house
Starving and making you trip like an experimental mouse.
Crushing your amphetamines high thread.
I'm going to take your poetic head,
Cram it into the hospital bed.
Awe Doc, All them tears I will make you shed.
Doc, your poetry will be crying for mercy instead.
My pen will inject you a poetic black and blue full of lead.
Refusing you Penicillin, for your infection, over bled.
Adding salt to your wounds, screaming (DR. P.oetic D.read!)
All in time Doc, you will fear me until you go brain dead
Asking for an over dose wishing you were dead.
Knowing that Dr. P.D. Feel Good~is laughing in her head.
By the time, you snap to, I am still way ahead of you.
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chances less than one in a centillion
we became human not penicillin
born to planet spiraling around sun
swift journey through life only just begun
not capable of fending for ourselves
relying on what parenting compels
'til point of making our own decisions
despite doubt, false starts and some derision
whether worker, lawyer, doctor or star
we struggle to be sure of who we are
we fabricate our own evolution
hopefully making some contribution
through trials, tribulation, perversity
we dance our own dance with eternity
Our so called golden years are called golden, can anyone tell me why
They are anything but 'golden', the reality makes me want to cry
Welcome to glasses, grey or white hair and false teeth....oh my
Wrinkles galore, age spots and skin that is extremely dry
Rounded back and shoulders, unable to stand up tall
Hip protectors may be needed in case you slip and fall
Legs may buckle at any moment, a walker you may have to choose
For you don't want to end up on the floor with a ugly break or bruise
Bladder might betray you, a sneeze or cough may cause you to leak
Incontinent products you'll have to use, the prospect can be bleak
People think your ignoring them for your oblivious when they speak
Put in your new hearing aid and change the batteries every week
Your joints are achy, it hurts to move, pain becomes your worst villain
Darn infections wreck havoc, you have a repeat prescription of penicillin
Your extremely forgetful, objects seem to disappear on their own
Forgetting your best friends name makes you want to groan
Long term friends are passing away, funerals become a social event
Wearing black way too often, leaves you with feelings of discontent
If by chance Dementia robs your mind, and even yourself you can't recall
Every day becomes a brand new day, reinvent yourself and have a ball
Even though you can conclude it's your body that has mostly betrayed
What is truly golden is the countless priceless memories you have made
5/29/2015
The Medical Emergency Bracelet
By Elton Camp
Many wear bracelets, others to apprise
What to do if an emergency should arise
“If you find me in trouble, please if you will
Under my tongue put a nitroglycerine pill.”
“I am extremely allergic to penicillin, you see
Just one injection could very easily kill me.”
“I suffer from an extreme form of diabetes.
Remember that fact when you treat me, please.”
LeRoy decided it’d be wise to get one too
For the one thing he needed someone to do
“If you find me lying helpless at your feet,
Before all else, my browser history delete.”
The decade that left a mark in the history of universe vast
Resounding cries surround of the world war and the cold war gross
Men shipped across waters and women work to save their precious
Hiroshima and Nagasaki destroyed for mere testing of nuclear bombs
Several innocent lives lost to douse the undying need of nations
Of the Holocaust words can’t describe, worse than hell the mass assault
Writhing in chambers of gas they died, men, women and children not spared
Gory years of unshed tears, which mankind wish will not recur
It was a decade of discoveries, and advancement in knowledge great
Penicillin a powerful cure and computers of essence here
Transistors and holography, discoveries vast and new
Superman was given birth, and mobile phones invented
Such was the years of the forties old and dark truth does it behold
A lingering pain in the memories stays not forgetting the findings new.
© Nadiya (14 Feb '15)
Fungi, fungus, funguses thousand fold,
eukaryotic life kingdom of yeast and mold.
Ancient legends and myths from many times,
beginnings and ends through mulching slimes.
Egyptians sensed the connection in fungi to gods,
only Pharaohs allowed to have them as foods.
Consuming the fungi to become immortal static,
Mushroom stones in Mesoamerica enigmatic.
The Rig Veda describes the juice of Soma,
considered as precious liquid of stardust and earth aroma.
Indispensable in all worships and ritual,
similar to Greek deities of cognate ambrosia.
Consumed in Shamanic sessions to contact spirits of the dead,
fortifying long hunting trips an dreams thread.
Penicillin antibiotics against bacterial infection,
surviving the war with needed invention.
Psilocybin and psilocin magic shrooms,
DMT, acid blotters magic truffles booms.
Alice in wonderland and the philosopher’s stone,
introspective hallucination and psychosis throne.
Natures secret language by mildews organisms,
earths everlasting fungi dew compost prism.
How many times have you wanted a sandwich?
So, you went to go get your bread
And you saw that nasty green fuzzy stuff
Growing like the hair on your head
There's nothing in the world like moldy bread
It can really kill an appetite
They say, that's how they make penicillin
But that still don't make it right
It looks like an anchovie but only greener
They're both pretty nasty to me
And, sometimes, when it's late at night
You take a bite before you see
Now, you've got a furry tongue
With no place to spit it out
So you're running around like a mad man
And flapping your arms all about
Did I mention there's nothing like moldy bread?
Just to think about it makes me sick
I might even need a shot of penicillin
So, I guess I'll give my bread a lick
I am the roaring twenties
And the cotton club.
I am Al Capone and his
Thugs.
I am the rise of Joseph
Stalin.
I am the age of science
And penicillin.
I am Walt Disney and
Mickey Mouse.
I am electricity in
My house.
I am the stock market
Crash.
I am the first Academy
Award bash.
I am Miss America pageant
The first time.
I am Valentino dies reads
The headlines.
I am the great depression
Sweeps the land.
I am Lindbergh on north
Atlantic flight plan.
I am Betty Crocker and
Wonder bread.
I am the great migration
Watch me spread.
I am speakeasies and Gerber
Baby food.
I am the age of Jazz puts
You in the mood.
I am the woman's right to
Vote ,19th amendment.
I am seven-up, Coca cola's
First resentment.
Turbo1904
The Doctor’s Secret Thoughts
By Elton Camp
I think you might have the flu
Here is what I’ll have you to do
Just take this shot of penicillin
So it’ll wipe out that evil villain
That the disease is to a virus due
Means absolutely naught to you
So antibiotics won’t be effective
But of my income are protective
You can’t tell you came here sick
And I didn’t care, not even a lick
I was a callous old medical snake
Since I didn’t give anything to take
I know soon you will be feeling better
So now follow my orders to the letter
You must come back here in a week
I can charge to take yet another peek
I well know when that long you endure
Your own immunity has time to cure
There is very truly no way on the earth
That this shot can have the least worth
But the thing I do now intend, you see
Is for you to give all of the credit to me
When recovered, you spread all around
Report that I’m the best doc of the town
Listen clear, Listen here, Listen. Hear!
Terrible terrorists terrorize our homeland,
With nice suits that smell of money
they emasculate a grown man,
New plan? What Plan!?
Only a handful understand,
Changing taxes has its limits
with no jobs for the common man,
Banks are emancipated youths
They do what they please,
Devouring the penicillin
which empowers the disease,
More money for the rich
No money for the poor,
Force the heart of America
to beat upon the vault door,
Profit is the game's name
To the strongest goes the spoil,
Foreigners work for mere pennies
so jobs belong to foreign soil,
Big business is still BIG,
and with unjustified fears,
CEO's protect their lifestyles
blowing their noses with sweat and tears,
Of others! Even self proclaimed
Christians protect their brothers,
Praying to a god nightly for
a change within the mother,
The mother being certain politicians
who swear by virtue of democracy,
Which was her maiden name
Until she married into mediocrity,
All has become a fight for self
Self survival and self elation,
Locking their doors with full stomachs
as tempers flare across a nation,
Violence erupting in the streets
With few stories making the news,
Violent protests from those with
less than poor I.Q's
The blame game, pointing fingers
during this moment of duress,
At black duct tape in the white house
who brilliantly fought to win a mess,
Instead of taking remarks to heart,
Instead of following the steps of banks,
He has honorably chosen to clean
shxt, from the deepest septic tank,
Socialites are reaching out
Celebrities are reaching out,
While government officials
save their asses by speaking out,
But not too often,
Avoid living on the news,
News coverage makes them a
target for the gunshots and boos,
Do we even blame ourselves for
meaningless wars the majority supported?
Money could have been saved
had stupidity been aborted...
But hindsight is too ugly and
most choose to see the misleading,
While America becomes The Home Of
The Crazed, and The Land Of The Freely Bleeding...
Listen clear, Listen here, Listen. Hear!
Terrible terrorists terrorize our homeland,
With nice suits that smell of money
they emasculate a grown man,
New plan? What Plan!?
Only a handful understand,
Changing taxes has its limits
with no jobs for the common man,
Banks are emancipated youths
They do what they please,
Devouring the penicillin
which empowers the disease,
More money for the rich
No money for the poor,
Force the heart of America
to beat upon the vault door,
Profit is the game's name
To the strongest goes the spoil,
Foreigners work for mere pennies
so jobs belong to foreign soil,
Big business is still BIG,
and with unjustified fears,
CEO's protect their lifestyles
blowing their noses with sweat and tears,
Of others! Even self proclaimed
Christians protect their brothers,
Praying to a god nightly for
a change within the mother,
The mother being certain politicians
who swear by virtue of democracy,
Which was her maiden name
Until she married into mediocrity,
All has become a fight for self
Self survival and self elation,
Locking their doors with full stomachs
as tempers flare across a nation,
Violence erupting in the streets
With few stories making the news,
Violent protests from those with
less than poor I.Q's
The blame game, pointing fingers
during this moment of duress,
At black duct tape in the white house
who brilliantly fought to win a mess,
Instead of taking remarks to heart,
Instead of following the steps of banks,
He has honorably chosen to clean
shxt, from the deepest septic tank,
Socialites are reaching out
Celebrities are reaching out,
While government officials
save their asses by speaking out,
But not too often,
Avoid living on the news,
News coverage makes them a
target for the gunshots and boos,
Do we even blame ourselves for
meaningless wars the majority supported?
Money could have been saved
had stupidity been aborted...
But hindsight is too ugly and
most choose to see the misleading,
While America becomes The Home Of
The Crazed, and The Land Of The Freely Bleeding...
Certain stuff’s better left hidden
Eden has fruit that’s forbidden
Pandora’s sweet box
Might release toxic pox
So where’s the pills penicillin?