you never cured cancer
you only gave us fever and chills
you were why we failed accounting
and have no pharmacology skills
instead of a real doctor
you were a lady madonna
pink and blue capsules thrown
like confetti, that contagious ditty
playing in the background
while feeding a blue monster person
made better by a cute funny cartoon.
at first it was hard, but then it was easy
‘i am saving lives,’ you told everybody
in your white paper suit and brown clunky shoes
oh nelly, we were all scared of those monsters
‘hahaha,’ went the dancing virus
that i came down with at an early age,
mastering each stage till i was cured