Toradol Poem by Cati Walthall

Oh Toradol shot
You hit the spot
But not the right one
You make me scream in pain
Making me think I'll need a cane
Just in order to get around
Even though my headache is gone
This feels so wrong
Just balancing here on one cheek
May I have some ice?
That needle was not nice
My butt is crying for help
Go ahead laugh,
Then go down this path
I'm sure your still having a great time
But in all seriousness
It's not funny business
When you can't sit on both cheeks