There once was a man asleep at night
Eyes shut tight and back not right
He wakes up in pain, and rises up
Leaving his room with no hiccups
He starts to search, of not a cure
He finds his pills, but is not secure
For the man has consumed his poison
Not certain of the danger
He takes not one, not two
But three
His life is now in a strainer
Esophagitis
Eso-pha-gi-tis
The next day arrives, and the nightmare has begun
Stomach in pain, and the chest being stabbed
Food cannot be eaten, and drinks can't be drank
His mind is blank, his brain has shrank, 'tis no prank
He tries his hardest to solve the problem
He's in Gotham with no Batman
As..., rushes to the emergency room
Zooms with a gloom
His upper stomach is in flames
Visits to the emergency room is a normality
Esophagitis
Esophagitis-
I am Dying in, I am Dying in...