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“The pain's severe.

It hurts right here,”

Said I, as I rubbed at my arm.

“Your X-ray pics

Show you're easy to fix,”

Said Doc as she wrote out a form.

“Just take these pills.

They'll cure your ills.

Two weeks to an arm like new.”

I did what she said

But was forced to my bed

For sicker each day I grew.

“Doc,” cried I,

“You can't let me die!”

“How's your arm,” she asked with a smile.

“Oh, my arm is fine,

But the rest,” I whined,

“Is terribly, awfully vile.

"I'm blocked. I'm nauseous.

My skin's turning green.

I'm balding and cannot have sex.”

“Oh that,” said she,

“That's minor. You see,

It's just the drug's permanent side-effects.”