Poems ✍️

Rosacea is a little rose
that lives, in people, on their nose.
It's never welcome like a flower
and flares right up after a shower
so many cures have been invented
and doctors often are resented
when all they give is cortisone
which thins the skin through to the bone.
The cause is lack of stomach acid
so common in the not so placid
and worrying midlife civilians
the rose affects so many millions
but very few are told the cure
come see me and you'll know for sure.