Hemorrhoids

Verse One: From bottom's bane, a curse doth rise, A pain so fierce, it oft doth prize, It swells with blood, and swells with woe, A malady known as Hemorrhoids, oh! Chorus: Hemorrhoids, a curse of the rear, A pain that brings both tears and fear, A wound that's oft hard to heal, A malady that we should all steel. Verse Two: It strikes both young and old alike, A pain that oft one cannot fight, It brings discomfort, pain and shame, And leaves us all with wounds to blame. Chorus: Hemorrhoids, a curse of the rear, A pain that brings both tears and fear, A wound that's oft hard to heal, A malady that we should all steel. Verse Three: Yet fear not, for there is hope, For medicine can help us cope, With creams and ointments, we shall heal, And from this curse, our backsides shall steal. Chorus: Hemorrhoids, a curse of the rear, A pain that brings both tears and fear, A wound that's oft hard to heal, A malady that we should all steel. Outro: So let us pray to the gods above, To grant us peace, and heal our wound, And let us bid farewell to this bane, Hemorrhoids, a curse, never to return again.