Pills cool your mind,
But the bill booms your pocket.
Run round like you are mad,
but remember you have some pills left'
you scurry in your pocket .
but you realise that the pills went pale,
when it went it to the sea to sail.
you go to rail'
to fly up hail,
but the train got a message,
that its engine had failed..............
TO BE CONTINUED
THIS IS A SILLY POEM AS I HAVE NO FRIENDS IN SCHOOL