Mr Budesonide asked his wife, Mrs Formoterol
Fumarate Dihydrate: Would you like to use the
Symbicord Turbuhaler? No, she replied, I much
prefer Corticosteroids and Analogues in order to
write about them on Blogspot - because of that
Mr Budesonide nearly had a glucocorticosteroid,
his wife had to play an anti-inflammatory role to
calm him down, just then their son, an adrenergic
agonist who frequently causes relaxation of the
bronchodilating effect leading to pharmacokinetic
Interactions between parameters of monoproducts,
sauntered into the room, looking for his magic broom
so he could zoom into the wide blue sky flying on to
Hogwarts to join Ron, Harry and his friends….
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem