So I had a horrible migraine stretch and I tried everything I could to temper the migraine. Nada. Nothing worked. I tried it again. And nothing. In times like these, a poem is called for.
I tried ice
And everything nice.
I tried magnesium oil
And a hat of aluminum foil.
I tried every supplement known to man,
And an internet cure recommended by Stan.
I tried Butterbur,
Thanks for the heart murmur.
I mindfully meditated,
And nothing eradicated.
This migraine is here to stay,
No, I can’t go out and play.
Here in my cave, I’ll hide
I love you darkness, I sighed.
Covers pulled over my head,
Until this is over, I’m in bed.
