Remedies Poems - Poems about Remedies

Psychological means are not enough when you have a persistent cough. If you try to will it to stop, you'll flip your lid or your top. I wouldn't recommend a drop. It won't work and syrup won't stop it, unless its ingredient is codeine. Then, you'll sleep well if you know what I mean....

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Written By: D. Collins When your head is banging like a deep, bass drum. Mince a garlic clove and butter on a hot dog bun. Any strain that wants to call itself athlete foot. Will bow down to the power found in Clorox bleach. Two aspirin before sleeping after a night on the town. Guarantees we are peaking when it's...

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When mood is down, just take a long walk Then your mind may acquire a superb spark Shift your concentration in something new To uplift mind, let this be now done by you Bring happiness through sheer imagination Sing a song to convey God your devotion Calm prayer will surely change the trend Storm can be subdued to be a real friend Employ...

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Constantly check your mind and bring changes Never allow the same rule to stay there forever Bring new ideas and alter your plans to better A broad invitation to new thoughts ever helps Find out new ways to do the same old job Make improvements as far as possible Definitely new remedies are lying hidden Only when we pursue we can locate...

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We always have enough choice When a new day begins To complain of pain, or give voice To hope, mother that wins? I did not give in to Mr. Groan In USA I bought ALEVE (when pain had grown) Magic in a pill, borrowed from Aspirin I now have tonic drops in milk (south African) FACT: the tonic told me by WENDOLENE is:...

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you remind me that i matter that means oh so much there are teardrops falling when you are sleeping you remind me that i do inspire you have no idea how much i longed for that when you are not looking, there are times when i am weeping you remind me that i am truly cared for i have massive amounts of...

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Her name was Ethel....(yes, like the gasoline) She smelled of menthol...(much like Vick's Vaseline) A long time neighbor, from down the lane She was married twice...(or was it thrice?)... A widowed lady, we knew her well A bit disgruntled, and a bit dismantled A bit unusual.....a bit disturbed and most the time, seemed quite perturbed!! And as a kid....of her, I feared! So scared...

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They say the cure for loneliness Is just to find a friend But what if that friend Was a dead end? The times enjoyed Throughout the years Come to a halt As the time slows The ticking comes to a close Then it slowly comes back The thoughts of it all Just like a sloth, they crawl Haunting. Panic. The rush. Faster. Go. Run to his aid. Reach out and feel the beating heart the...

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Remedies If I ever discover the essence of happiness I am going to bottle it just like a Bach flower remedy happiness in little brown bottles with yellow labels Then I’ll stand on street corners handing out free samples People would take it home pouring it into an incense burner and the fragrance of happiness will fill their homes they will be reminded...

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