Now I lay me down to sleep,
Though the cost of drugs may creep
Higher than I can afford –
Who will pay for them, oh Lord?
Trust in thee and Medicare
Doesn't get me anywhere.
Guess I'll pick and choose today
Hoping symptoms go away.
And if I die before I wake
Because of pills I didn't take
Please dress me up and carry me
To Congress for those schmucks to see.
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