When you’re feeling a little bit dizzy, And you’re body feels like a Tin Lizzy, They’ll take blood by the pot, And say “Graves’ what you got”, Then they’ll give you an RAI fizzy!
This disease we have is called Graves. To our pills it has made us be slaves. RAI made us glow in the dark; This IS NOT a lark. But it sure beats the alternaTAVE!!!
(Sorry about the spelling, but it’s the only way it would rhyme!)