Argh! Pills!

Pills!  I’m so bloody sick of them,

Of having to take them ALL the

Bloody time.  There’s a pill for

This and one for that, there is

Even a shot for another that.  Soon,

I fear, I shall turn into one big

Giant pink rolling pill!  Now,

Wouldn’t that be a sight.  Seeing

A huge pink pill answering phones

And typing up forms to use.

I wouldn’t be able to swim, to

Say the least!  Fear of dissolving

In the pool water would not

Be a fun way to go.  All I can say

Is that these pills are running

My life.

(c) 2003 A Riddle