Bottled bliss
Published 7:57 am Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Such faithful companions
These fellows.
Imprisoned by plastic
Their escape is my pleasure.
The red I take
Lest the Doc become irate.
He says it keeps the ticker
From misbehaving.
Life would be miserable
Without the white.
It lubricates relationships.
But only for six hours.
Don’t let the small one deceive you —
Thirty six vitamins!
I feel better already.
The green one I take
So I can eat more steak.
Between you and I
Depression comes my way.
(Those winter nights stretch on
forever).
I slip a yellow under the tongue.
It seems to help.
The orange is my favorite-
It sits there by the sink.
But it gives me headaches,
For which I take the pink.
My kids are on the wagon,
No telling their IQ!
I sense their test scores rising
As they swallow down the blue.
Those two by themselves —
Their mere presence makes me soar!
Guarantee me five more years
So I can take some more.
The speckled one — hmmm,
Let me think — let’s see —
Think I’m s’pose to take it
To improve my memory.
What an age we live in,
Let us talk of such salvation!
But first I need this purple one
(It helps in conversation).