Similar in names
on their orders they filled'n aimed
swallowed, nasty land.
One aunt loved the pills
took with her care'n in great faith
kidneys' done and fixed.
Two grandpa took drops
in drug-interaction way
knocked out for six days.
Three children were fed
syrups for heart and for head
wrong doses, brains almost dead.
Needed quota-money
they filled pills like baloney
over their dead bodies.
After counting from
one, two, three, four, five to six
you'll be the victim, next.
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