My bathroom's full of bottle of pills
they'll cure all kinds of aches and ills
This ones for this, that one's for that
Got enough pills to fill a hat
I don't take them, not anymore
Not since I went to the fabric store
The colors soothe me, the fabric so grand
while at the cutting table I stand
I don't need a pill my sanity to keep
I don't need a pill to help me sleep
With my large stash I can sew at will
There's just no time to take a pill
written by me, about me, just now