An Ode To A Pimple

I am a Pimple, bumpy and red,

Oh! You can spot me by my bulging head.

On the nose, cheek and dimple,

A nasty zit I am, yes another pimple.

Try as hard to conceal and yet will I stick out,

Coordinating colors with your crimson pout.

Aim for a perfect click and out I pop,

You might however have your way with Photoshop.

Some squeezing here, a little itching there,

Frowning at the mirror for hours you stare.

So, you find me disgusting and make a fuss,

Trying to extract the oozing pus.

And just when you think it’s the world’s end,

Having sought remedies from even the distant friend,

Bam comes mommy to free you of your despair,

Home remedies to the rescue, I won’t nearly be there.

Alas! The Neem extracts took onto me,

Uprooted me totally and made you pimple-free.