I opened the blinds; the day was bright,
And God gave Mrs. Rogers some light.
[Illustration: "I THREW THEM AS FAR AS I COULD THROW."]
I opened the window; the day was fair,
And God gave Mrs. Rogers some air.
Bottles and blisters, powders and pills,
Catnip, boneset, sirups, and squills;
Drugs and medicines, high and low,
I threw them as far as I could throw.
"What are you doing?" my patient cried;
"Frightening Death," I coolly replied.
"You are crazy!" a visitor said:
I flung a bottle at his head.