NyQuil Is My Friend

NyQuil is a friend of mine,He helps me drift to sleepHe doesn't sing a lullaby,Or waste time counting sheepNo, NyQuil isn't subtle.He isn't shy or meek.He levels me with medicine,That make my eyelids weakI do not like the taste of itIt's flavor kin to vileBut if the sludge will help me sleepThen I'll slurp it with a smile.While sitting in the kitchenUpon my counter stoolI swig a shot of