The Chief's Kidney Problem Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

The chief had trouble then to pee
they gave him some iuniperi.
It's like a broom with sharpened bristles
it sweeps the kidneys and it whistles
through ureters into the bladder.
Instead of getting ever sadder
the chief recovered from his ills,
he knew that age and sickness kills.
One thing that saved him was the fact
that in the jungle they all lacked
the white man's crazy medicines.
When God is happy, someone wins.