Your journey to the dispensatory,
paves way for your visit to dispensory.
You passion for liquor,
will change you to the drugs.
You will fill your tummy with booze,
And then appoints a physician.
Reshma L R✍️For more insights 🧐"mynewblogspotrk.blogspot.com" & Poetry collections : "Unstrung Notes", "Elysian Florets", "Wonder Meal", "Ormakal"
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If every drug in the world were abolished a physician would still be a useful member of society. And Niceful poem
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