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Antibiotic Junkies

Society is travelling back to the time when the common cold kills

Caused by antibiotic junkies buying ā€˜over the counter’ pills

They’re ignorant to the fact, their hypochondria has made a mess

And are unaware of their contribution to destroying medical success

We’ve all heard them slating the doctors, I need antibiotics for my cold

Even though they don’t clear the cold virus, that’s been known from old

Despite this, they go scrambling round to find their latest fix

When all they need is bed rest and an old fashioned, soothing cough mix

They’ve affected the future of our children in a way they don’t understand

No medical contingency in place yet because this just was not planned

It’s a scary situation to be in, look at how quickly you can catch a cold

And with the sick and the elderly, it really can take a hold

The curable cold can quickly turn into an infection on their chest

Without antibiotics to cure them, you can imagine the rest

Here’s a thank you to antibiotic junkies for only thinking of your self

You should have left your ā€˜cold cure’ on the pharmacy shelf

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