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Pills!
Pills! Pills!
The sick man’s candy!
Your teeth won’t rot.
But your body’s shot.
Pills! Pills!
Pass em’ round!
They come in all shapes and colors.
No need to be stingy, there’s plenty to go around.
Some make you sleepy.
Some make you hype.
Some are for protection.
Some are for the fun that night.
Oh! I wish I had that luxury.
For you see, my teeth would go rotten if pills were candy!
Pills! Pills!
The pharmaceutical gold!
They’re mind numbing.
They tell you its disease scrubbing.
My prescriptions as good as a legal note.
As much as I’ve ingested I’m a golden goat!
Something’s not right, I’m still sick.
But they keep popping me pills! Pills! Pills!
The sick man’s candy!
Your teeth won’t rot.
But your body’s shot.
Pills! Pills!
Pass em’ round!
They come in all shapes and colors.
No need to be stingy, there’s plenty to go around.
Some make you sleepy.
Some make you hype.
Some are for protection.
Some are for the fun that night.
Oh! I wish I had that luxury.
For you see, my teeth would go rotten if pills were candy!
Pills! Pills!
The pharmaceutical gold!
They’re mind numbing.
They tell you its disease scrubbing.
My prescriptions as good as a legal note.
As much as I’ve ingested I’m a golden goat!
Something’s not right, I’m still sick.
But they keep popping me pills! Pills! Pills!
Published 9th Mar 2016
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12th Mar 2016 12:31pm
18th Mar 2016 00:33am
Wow i really like this poem, it touches a really intense subject in a somewhat playful manner. I think you captured the contrast between what pills do to your body and how they feel to your brain..
