advil


© Lonita Fraser

Oh Advil, the miracle pill,
with your bright red hue,
When my head's a mess, you just can't guess,
how fast I run to you.

You're miraculously swift,
with your talents fair,
And every time my head hurts,
thank gawd you're always there.

I love you Ibuprofen,
my migraines run in fear,
You're a better choice than Anacin,
when recovering from beer.

Tylenol, it used to work,
but Aspirin never did,
I've started buying bubble-packs,
'cause I hate the child-proof bottle lid!

I've never had that Vicoden,
but codeine I have tried,
Without your wondrous presence, dear,
I think I would have died!

For three days I was stoned,
like a druggie on a rush,
But that was from prescriptions,
after my gums had turned to mush,
From having out my wisdom-teeth,
oh how painful it was not,
But if my face had ached at all,
it's you I would have got.

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