My doctor found excess water
In my ankles and my feet.
He said, “I have a cure for you,
Here’s a pill that can’t be beat.”
I never used to exercise.
My feet were made of clay.
But now, I take Furosemide.
So, I run around all day.
I’ve located every bathroom,
Between my office and my home.
I’ve panic stopped at most of them.
I’m never far to roam.
I’ve found the shortest distance
To every rest room on my floor.
I know how to avoid the talkers,
I’m not distracted any more.
I’m running more than ever,
From sea to shining sea.
I’ll complete this in a moment,
But first, I have to pee.