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This poem comes from Autumn Leaves:

 

It hurts! It hurts!

I know it’s pain.

I know! I know!

I’ve been told by my brain.

 

Through jangled nerves,

The message comes loud and clear.

Eyes will see the flowing red

Which will bring me fear.

 

Stop the red quickly,

Before life runs its course.

Stop the red! Stop the red!

Stop it at its source.

 

I’ll send a message back.

I’ll send it up the line

To tell the ole brain quickly,

“Everything is fine.”

 

See how I cope

With you now, “Ole Pain,”

I’m completely safe

And ouch-less, sane.

 

I stop the red and shun you,

Completely unafraid.

I’ve discovered a medical miracle —

The ouch-less Band-Aid.