Motherís Magic Medicine

When I was a little kid, and felt a bit unwell,
My mother made a potion that gave off an awful smell.
I donít know what ingredients she used to put in it,
But after just one spoonful, I would soon be fighting fit!

It healed my granís lumbago, and my grandadís dodgy hip,
It got rid of Dadís headache, and he only had a sip.
It eased my brotherís acne, and his tendency to blush,
It cured my sisterís stutter, and a nasty case of thrush.

It wasnít just a medicine, it shifted stubborn stains,
Annihilated woodworm, and it even unblocked drains!
She kept it in a lead lined flask, I know that might sound drastic,
But when she used a pop bottle, it melted through the plastic!

I wish my mother was still here, to make some of her potion.
Iíd have a go myself, but I just havenít got a notion.
I wish I had the recipe, it could bring untold wealth,
Or failing that, I wish they did it on the National Health.

From the ebook ĎFlatulent Freddyís Flying Machine & Other Funny Poems for Grown-Upsí. Available on Amazon, Apple ibooks, Nook, Kobo etc. for only $1.54/£0.99 or less.

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