The Arnica Poem

ARNICA If you ever bang your head And get what’s called an egg Bruised with black and blue Or you should sprain your leg If you’re feeling kind of sore From bonks or rusty limbs You’ve overdone the marathon Or took too long a swim Or perhaps there was a trauma You claimed that you were well You sent the doctor far away And the rest of us to hell You never did recover You’ve never been the same The bed feels way too hard Healing’s not your game In brief, you’re bruised and cranky And you feel all beaten up Arnica will come in handy Put it in your cup

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Wao good Poem & it is informative..
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Nice informative poem of arnica
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