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Discussion in 'The Lighter Side' started by okie, Jul 20, 2004.

  1. okie

    okie GT Mayor

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    SPECIAL POEM FOR SENIOR CITIZENS!!

    A row of bottles on my shelf

    Caused me to analyze myself.

    One yellow pill I have to pop

    Goes to my heart so it won't stop.

    A little white one that I take

    Goes to my hands so they won't shake.

    The blue ones that I use a lot

    Tell me I'm happy when I'm not.

    The purple pill goes to my brain

    And tells me that I have no pain.

    The capsules tell me not to wheeze

    Or cough or choke or even sneeze.

    The red ones, smallest of them all

    Go to my blood so I won't fall.

    The orange ones, very big and bright

    Prevent my leg cramps in the night.

    Such an array of brilliant pills

    Helping to cure all kinds of ills.

    But what I'd really like to know...........

    Is what tells each one where to go!