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The malady of age and the dangers still ahead aches and newer pains some, just inside my head The doctor prescribes pills and other things to him I'm just a number waiting in the wings The TV tells me of drugs I should use and try I tell this to my doctor he readily complies I know that big pharma is ever in control pushing every remedy they ply, sell, and extol I wish for blissful dreams of painless nights and days a human type of guinea pig chemically played Wondering, only in periphery of smaller type not read dying of the cure Pharmaceutically fed
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Jan 10, 2017
Jan 10, 2017 at 1:39 PM UTC
Dying of the cure
The malady of age and the dangers still ahead aches and newer pains some, just inside my head The doctor prescribes pills and other things to him I'm just a number waiting in the wings The TV tells me of drugs I should use and try I tell this to my doctor he readily complies I know that big pharma is ever in control pushing every remedy they ply, sell, and extol I wish for blissful dreams of painless nights and days a human type of guinea pig chemically played Wondering, only in periphery of smaller type not read dying of the cure Pharmaceutically fed
I think every drug has the following warnings, "may cause diarrhea, or death, or death by diarrhea". :D .
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Jan 10, 2017
Jan 10, 2017 at 1:39 PM UTC
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