Pills
White pills, blue pills
One for fever, two for chills.
Round ones, square ones
Some are sugar-coated...
Some make you skinny,
Others make you bloated.
Some calm you down,
Others make you shake
We should probably pitch ALL of them in a lake,
And have chocolate cake, instead
Not so good for the waistline,
But extremely good for the head!!
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