Saturday, February 05, 2005

Rhyming Couplets for Lungs Dunning

You have bacteria in your lungs.
It's bronchitis, oh! What fun!
There's seven meds you now take--
among them: supressant and expectorate.
Chunky yellow, runny green,
leaves of grass sometimes seen.
You go to school for violin,
it's a wonder they let you in:
all the surgery, all the sick,
check your heart--still go "tick-tick"?
Many dates and late nights,
many parties and fist fights.
Many tattoos and pairs of shoes,
many shots of Yoo-Hoo.
This is why you have the prob
of getting ill on the job.
Sleep later, eat more veg,
wear a hat on the window ledge.
Stop kissing boys and smoking crack--
that's why your liver is totally whack.
Stay inside and watch TV,
you're too old to climb trees.
Play the lotto, you might win,
and you can get a New Violin.
This is advice for keeping you healthy,
surely, Po' Bastard has nothing to say about getting wealthy.