A Poem for My Duodenum
Here's a message for my duodenum
You don't have to be so very meanum;
All I want's a normal existence
Yet you offer such digestive resistance.
I just don't understand you duodenum,
Nastiest organ I've ever seenum.
While I try so hard to get along,
The pain you cause is just so wrong.
Oh my delightful duodenum!
You're so pretty, fun, and leanum!
Now that I've complimented you,
Will you please do what you're supposed to?
Is this the best I can expect, duodenum?
Behaving like a rebellious teenum?
If you don't stop acting like such a pill,
I'll have to cut you out of my will.