The night was terrible.
I suffered, couldn’t sleep.
The torture was incredible.
I had to bite my lips.
Oh yes! My dear sun!
At last, the day has come!
My dream is coming true.
The shop I’m walking to
Is quite near, but this way
Looks very long today.
Phew! I’m in, and now
I see the fruit I thought about
While suffering that night!
Pomegranate, you’ll help me fight,
And I know you’ll help me win.
I only need your skin.
The only remedy I trust.
It always heals one illness fast.
That’s why I shambled here:
You’ll kill this diarrhoea.
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