I was feeling really sick,
Went to the doctor; said, “I feel ick.”
He gave me pills, now I can hardly see,
What are you doing, are you looking at me?

I can almost see you, but you’re fuzzy,
He wasn’t a real doctor, was he?
I felt better before going in,
I’m not sure I should’ve gone to see him.

He said, “To feel your best,
Take these pills, and get some rest.”
He doesn’t know to my computer I am addicted,
Now I can’t see, guess that’s how he planned it.

I’m getting better, soon I’ll be back,
Sorry everyone that I’ve been so slack.
Another problem, my mind has gone on vacation…
Oh, AND these pills, cause constipation.

I’m in a real bad fix,
Can you believe this?
Oh, forget it, I’m going back to bed,
I have this horrible pain in my head.

© 2002 Janice Jarnagin
Revised: December 2006