Maraca

Little blue pill in the morning.

Pink and white capsule in the afternoon.

Round white pill in the evening.

Little blue pill in the morning.

No capsule this afternoon.

Half of a round white pill in the evening.

I walk and I rattle.

I skip and I rattle.

I run and I rattle.

I move and I rattle. 

I move and my brain rattles.

My heart rattles these days too. 

I am a walking maraca.

Play me like the musical instrument I am. 

I will surely sing for you. 

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