Dear dear headache
This is the wrongest day
For you to come and rain
On my colourful parade;
Head is ticking
Like there’s a time-bomb in it
Scalp feels like it gonna peel
And take to its heels;
Please, just stop grabbing my head
Stop being such a pest
Attacking this part that stands on my neck
Don’t make me seek pain-relief, mehn!!!
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