Our little friend Geronimo,

Once had a dreadful night,

And he had the strong impression,

That something wasn’t right.

Then he looked into the mirror,

And mumbled "My oh my,

My mouth is really swollen,

And in a fix am I!"

"It’s also very painful.

Around my little gums,

And this awful situation,

Is giving me the glums!"

He opened up the bedroom door,

And hollered "Help me Jane,

My little mouth’s exploding,

And it’s driving me insane."

"Exactly what is happening,

I really cannot tell,

But one thing is for certain,

I don’t fell very well!"

When his friend saw what had happened,

She muttered "Dear oh dear,

You’re quite right in assuming,

That you’ve got a problem here."

"You’ve got a nasty abscess,

On your little gums and so,

You need some magic medicine,

To help the pain to go!"

"This gets even worse!" groaned Teddy,

"You know I can’t stand pills,

I only have to see them,

And I’m green around the gills!"

"You need something," Jane insisted,

"Or else these pains won’t go,

I think we need a helping had,

From somebody I know."

"Her Christian name is Alison,"

She added with a wink,

"And when you find out what she does,

You’ll be impressed I think!"

"Don’t worry Dear," she added,

"As soon you’ll be just fine,

It really will be easy,

To trust this friend of mine!"

The poorly Bear was doubtful,

But then he groaned "All right,

For in this truly awful state,

I’m far too weak to fight!"

Before he even knew it,

They were walking down the street,

And all the time our gloomy chum,

Was looking at his feet!

In time they reached a building,

And Jane led him inside,

Geronimo looked up at once,

"This can’t be true!" he cried.

"This looks more like a sweet shop,

Than a boring pharmacy,

And to find out more about it,

So happy I would be!"

From behind the little counter,

Up popped a little elf,

Who squeaked "These magic medicines,

Are made by my good self!"

"As you see from all the labels,

They come in every flavour,

But the honey flavoured medicine,

Is what you ought to savour,

"My Christian name is Alison,"

She went on to explain,

"And I promise in a minute,

"You’ll be as right as rain!"

"I know I will," Bear giggled,

In absolute delight,

"It seems Jane wasn’t joking,

When she said you’d put me right.

My abscess is so painful,

And it’s made me feel quite sick,

But I’m sure your special medicine,

Will help to do the trick!"

He ran behind the counter,

And gave Alison a kiss,

"Oh thank you!" she smiled broadly,

"Now drink up some of this!"

She handed him a giant spoon.

Filled up with yellow stuff,

And told him "Drink this quickly,

You know it won’t taste rough!"

Our furry Chum took her advice,

And then he rubbed his tummy,

"I’d like some more, of that," he said,

"It tasted really yummy."

"It’s funny that," smiled Alison,

"I rather thought it would,

"You can have a bottle of it,"

"Since you think it tastes so good."

She took a bottle from the shelf,

And then what do you know,

She handed it straight over,

To our Geronimo.

"Oh thanks a lot!" he chuckled,

"I feel happy as can be,

I’m also very happy,

That you’ve saved this all for me!"

"My pleasure," laughed the kindly elf,

"It’s all in a days work,

I know these nasty abscess,

Can drive you quite berserk!"

"Well thanks to this," grinned Teddy,

"I’ll be as right as rain,

There’s nothing quite like honey,

To take away your pain!"

He grabbed Jane’s hand so tightly,

And then hurried out the door,

"Oh wow!" he giggled loudly,

"That was well worth waiting for."

"You see," his wise friend answered,

"All medicine’s not bad,

I’m really pleased our little trip,

Has stopped you feeling sad!"

THE END.