Medicine

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A row of bottle on my shelf
Cause me to analyze myself

One yellow pill I hope to pop
Goes to my heart so it won't stop


A little white one that I take
Goes to my hands so they won't shake

The blue ones that I use a lot
Tell me I'm happy when I'm not


The purple one goes to my brain
And tells me that I have no pain

The capsules tell me not to sneeze
Or cough, or choke or even wheeze.


The red ones, smallest of them all
Go to my blood so I won't fall

The orange ones, oh so big and bright
Stop my leg cramps in the night


Such an array of brilliant pills
helping to cure all kinds of ills

Bur what I'd really like to know
Is what tells each one where to go.



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