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Pills for all ills
Here are my bottles filled with pills
Which doctors claim can cure all ills
Amoxicillin for ear, nose and throat
They've never worked for me
So they don't get my vote
Mirtazapine to keep me calm
Works better than a herbal balm
Ramipril for high blood pressure
Taken each morning in five milligram measure
Cod Liver Oil capsules to loosen up limbs
It's a thing of the past me going to gym's
Codeine for muscle pain taken each night
Restless Leg Syndrome, a terrible plight
Remembering to take them all is a constant battle
If I take anymore I will surely rattle
“If you don’t understand the purpose of a thing, then abuse is inevitable”
Many learners are going down the wrong road
There is a new song they are singing
All they need is a bottle of cough syrup mixed with soda
A dangerous cocktail is part of their arsenal
Learners during the week are telling tales of the crypt
They erupt with energy but are fatigued in the classroom!
The mixture of cough syrup and soda is alive and well
Taking soda (Jive) and cough syrup will make you unwell!
Learners think they have arrived to face their problems and
As a result, learners abuse over-the-counter cough syrup!
Learners enjoy the codeine
But in the end, they can never win
The sugar in the soda affects their brain and
So they train their body to be addicted to reaching a ‘high’
Because too many want to fly away from their problems
And enter a state of euphoria!
Many learners are going down the wrong road
There is a new song they are singing
All they need is a bottle of cough syrup mixed with soda
A dangerous cocktail is part of their arsenal
Learners during the week are telling tales of the crypt
They erupt with energy but are fatigued in the classroom!
Their brain shrinks and
One link to this dilemma is the mixture of Soda and Cough Syrup!
Mark Frank
Copyright 2022
Disasters have plagued our planet since the dawn of time,
When primitive creatures rose from primordial slime,
And a comet came down to hit a dinosaur’s head,
Causing a headache so bad, he was better off dead.
So, he asked the plain question, “to be or not to be?”
And invented Tylenol with codeine, number three.
Before you know it, Mount Vesuvius exploded,
And many kilometers of magma unloaded.
Thousands were inundated - a woeful loss of life,
One man frozen stiff forever with his neighbor’s wife.
The Chicago Fire was equally terrible.
To be cooked alive is certainly unbearable.
As disasters go, this undoubtedly qualifies.
Mrs. O’Leary’s cow did publicly apologize.
When the South Fork Dam breached, to people’s worst fears,
The Johnstown Flood immersed folks here and there to their ears.
If you happened to be shorter than five foot-seven,
You saw a few fish, and then you went up to heaven.
This holiday season, some fun you may wish to poke
At me, as you might Scrooge or Grinch, but this ain’t no joke.
Prepare for a worse catastrophe, never seen before,
One you can’t ignore, which will knock you right to the floor,
Let me underscore, get ready, there’s food to store…for
The Great California Quake of Twenty-Twenty Four.
Shingles is something I live with daily
Chosen for me by whom?
I have no idea.
I doubt it is my choice, as it is painful.
My skin is tender; shingles is red, raw, sore, and rough.
This disease is something I try to forget about every day.
I can push it back into the farthest corners of my brain.
If I am deeply engaged in painting, cartooning, or writing.
But then BAM it comes back in full force, unbidden, unwelcome.
This malady is something I have lived with for over two years.
My doctor has told me it might be until the end of my life.
I remember staring at a bottle of morphine and codeine one time.
The doctor had warned me if I took them both, I would die.
I was in enough pain at that moment to almost do it.
I have no idea why I didn’t.
I threw the morphine pills away,
so I cannot ever be tempted with that again.
In case the pain gets worse.
your love was pure
pure like fire
ephemeral and fleeting
and bore a desire
now lost and broken
contemptuous of what's cheapened
I dream of illusions
though I am not sleeping
your love was ephemeral
illusive or illusionary
like daydreams
my love was craven
unsure imasculine
or maybe just craving
now lost and contemptuous
of being cheated
by promises I made myself
nightmares that stop me from sleeping
and thoughts of you
so pure and vibrant
and fleeting
all that disappointment
all that potential
all that could have been
and thoughts of sleep
codeine to cleanse
and wash away the pain
and thoughts of you
cruel and callous
not to feel the same
my heart is pure, pure like fire
warn-down in its beating
for you forlorn and broken
with unfulfilled, unworthy desire
Oh,doctor I am in a flap
I cannot turn this childproof cap
I cannot take my medicine
So I shall toss it in the bin
The beta blockers make me down
I am in a study brown.
The mini aspirins make me bruise
And my mind is quite confused.
The ibuprofen hurt my heart
Yet without one I cannot start.
The thyroxine has no effect
So now I feel my life is dreck.
The codeine fails to make me high
I'm not addicted, though I try.
I'll have to take a shot of gin
And alcohol will make me sin.
I'll go to parties in a dress
That makes men's hormones more or less.
I'll take a big one home with me,
And give him poison in his tea.
And when I am in jail at last
I'll feel remorse for all my past.
For as I suffer dreadful pain
God has hit me yet again.
It's not enough that I am blind
And suffer terrors in my mind
Not enough that lovers cruel
Give me stick instead of jewels.
Or maybe life does not make sense
Especially when I feel so tense.
Maybe random are my days
and my life has gone astray.
I think that I shall buy a cat
And love it tenderly and chat.
But if my cat gives me a scratch...
I'll light its tail up with a match.
All the world must me obey
Else I'll be enraged all day.
I want my own way all the time.
Other people must conform.
I am here and full of ills
What do you think of these blue pills?
If they take away my heart
That at least will be a start.
Then they can remove my brain
To help me with this damned pain.
Why not kill me right away
Then I'll be from pain astray?