Pain is spelled P-A-I-N
As it pricks & sticks you find P-I-N, pin
Inside there’s N-I-P to help you
Nip pain in the bud again
Perhaps if pain becomes a dud
It then
Negates its final impact when…
Needlessly it picks on you
Its prickly pinpoint rendered benign
Pain nipped tenders a mood…
…And everything is fine
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