PHARMACY POEM


This morning I went to the council estate where my
best friend “The Pharmacist” asked me what my pleasure
would be today I say I’ve forgotten what pleasure is
but I’ll take just about anything to make this feeling
go away What feeling? she says This, I say, and show it
her and she says You could try these, they’re sort of fun
So I do They’re pink and big and not easy to swallow
They’re not exactly cheap but I don’t really care much

 

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C.J. Driscoll

 

 

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