golach
02-Oct-09, 09:51
A row of bottles on my shelf
Caused me to analyse 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 alot
Tell me that 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!
Caused me to analyse 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 alot
Tell me that 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!