ALL THESE RUDDY PILLS

ALL THESE RUDDY PILLS

writer’s block a facing me;

for there is no doubting it

nothing’s coming out from da pen,

rather be sleepy byes,

than sitting here at writer’s post,

mind all blank,

and wondering why

usually am a productive being,

might have something to do with

all these ruddy pills,

that are prescribed,

in keeping me alive, upright and active,

three times a day they say

is good for this little black duck,

with a purple one for this,

and a white one for that,

and another colour for something else,

don’t know where they all go

when down the hatch,

or meet midstream,

and am not I the lucky one

that Viagra is not of the list for me,

with a touch of the big D you see

which is now my memory,

to keep me out of harm’s way,

but my biggest problem though,

in being on all these bloody pills

is when I walk,

I shake like a maraca on heat,

and being at me post

I haven’t much more to say!!!!