Inflammation? Poem by Herbert Nehrlich
Inflammation?
Those who would buy that to inflame
is what the devil has in mind,
inside the silliness of shame
are those who want to stay behind.
If inflammation turns you on,
you may be ignorant for sure,
when all the evidence has gone
even the dummies won't endure.
And if you do prescribe the shit,
to fill you bank account with dough,
the time will cover up the pit.
When someone says, I told you so.
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