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Analgesic, or The Ballad of Johnson & Johnson.

by PoetRy

Do not soothe the pain. Do not kiss the pain. Do not bribe the pain. Do not take the pain. Don't argue with the pain, the pain talks too loud for civilized discourse. The pain refuses all rules of order. Do not explain the pain lack of water. Do not name the pain constricted blood vessels. This is too humane for the thing we call the pain. If you should begin to consider making the pain a guest, remember the pain did not knock and leaves wet towels on your body. Never ever ever write poems about the pain. It is generally advisable to avoid making pro and con lists about the pain. Whatever you do, do not pray for the pain. The pain has no soul. The pain cannot be saved. No. As a godfearing citizen of a blameless county, it is your solemn duty and right to Kill Kill Kill the pain.
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