Pepto Bismol - a poem

Wakeful. Disturbed.

Oog.

Pink stuff.

What have I done?

Pain.

Sweat.

Confusion.

Years in the desert. Hard, sun-baked clay. Sharp rocks.

Ouch.

Never again.

Fini

chicken barbecue
for independence day - pain!
Soothing pink liquid.

Happily for you
That bilious vile liquid
Now comes in tablets

Yeargh, I hear ya…bought the Pepto for the first time in two decades because my guts are killing me lately. Prolly similar reasons to yers, Bro.

Yeah, dunno,
ya thought that pink
would absolve the stink
And save the cost of a shrink

Don’t matter, son
None,
It’s all boneyards, shards, neglectifying substrate
You might dream of a better world
But, its a land of best beget by forgetting
No future dreams, no glimpses of forethought

Ya can finish it there, mebbe, I’m really wiped out by hearing good friends in the Gulf Coast detail this oil spill , which is not being told at all in the news.

Poetry slam or a “post like adhay” thread? You decide.

A derivative salt of a metal
It is frequently useful to settle
Upsets to gizzards
(Intestinal blizzards)
Returning us all to fine fettle.

snap snap snap Groovy, man.

Pepto Bismol
How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways.
I love you when my guts are roiling.
I love you when my stomach is broiling.
I love you when esophagus is boiling.
I love you when my pants I’m nearly soiling.
Ah, my pink friend,
You must never leave me.

uh-oh
uh-oh
uh-oh

I think
I needs
me some
pep-to

There once was a bottle of pink
Lotion that I had to drink
It tasted so vile
But it settled my bile
So never again will I drink!

Heh. The OP was about the vile, constipating effects Pepto had on me - eleven days ago.

Glad to see things in this thread are finally, uh, moving. :smiley:

You guys did this on purpose, didn’t you?

No, it was a complete accident! I swear!