Streptomycin

I was happy to part company from my 11-year old appendix when it got infected and threatened to kill me just before I was due to start secondary school.

“It’s peritonitis,” they cried
As bacteria filled my inside.
With death I was dicin’
Until streptomycin
Was jabbed in my tender backside.

My life now extended, I’m thrilled
That all those bacteria got killed –
It was their life or mine.
But now, I feel fine:
All the damage they did has been healed.

My thanks to the nurses and docs
Who cured me and other young crocks;
Without them and their drugs,
Those bacterial thugs
Would have put me too soon in my box.

[Image: onely.org]
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