Bad Trip: Never Again!

Bad trip is as bad trip goes
Take a pill to cure an ill
Like everybody else knows…
Just don’t take that bad trip pill!

The doctor said my health was at high risk
And that pill would offer counter tweaks.
It’s not that I’m a sugar addict, mind,
It’s only that I love my sweets.

I took the pill to fight my high cholesterol;
Doc said I must reduce the fat.
I took the pill to control that sugar count,
And to know where my health was at.

Now my view is fuzzy, my mouth feels muzzy
And even sound is muffled now.
And to speak? I’ve quite forgotten how –
That doggone pill gave me a different view somehow.

So I read the small print on the label on the bottle,
And I was shocked to learn about the side effects:
Liver damage, diabetes, loss of eyesight,
Bleeding ulcers and other such dire defects.

I wish that I had never swallowed that pill
’Cause this is one hell of a really bad, bad trip!
Instead of fixing me up, it’s making me feel ill,
When all I wanted was my six-pack to rip.

Instead I get the scary warning notes
Of vision blurred and hunger in the extreme,
And worst of all, leading to Alzheimer’s –
It was so bad my skin broke out in ecxeme!

Never Again!

Never again blindly will I take them pills,
And I will try not to feel bilefully ill-willed
Toward the doctor who believed the sales guy
And forgot to ask about the pill, “Why?”

Now excuse me for a while, I am afraid
I really must now take me to my bed.
My wife complains I’ve lost my old mojo,
And that I look quite frightfully daid.

So if I do survive, I’ll swear me off those pills,
The cure is so much worse than is the darned disease.
The proof’s in the pudding: I’ve totally lost all my zip,
’Cause this has been one gawdawful bad, bad trip

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