In the realm where words and woes collide, Pharyngitis emerges, a painful guide. Behind the mouth, where whispers play, The pharynx protests in a fiery display.
A fancy term for a throat in distress, Inflammation's grip, an unwelcome caress. Viruses dance, bacteria conspire, Swallowing becomes a task most dire.
From nasal cavity to depths below, Pharyngitis whispers a tale of woe. A scratchy symphony, a sore throat's song, A chorus of discomfort that lingers long.
Speaking falters in the throat's protest, A pain, a struggle, an unwelcome guest. Yet in the battle, resilience may be found, As healing whispers in silence abound.
So, if your throat's aching, a culprit named, Pharyngitis, in discomfort, is framed. But fear not, for time and care will mend, The sore throat's tale, a chapter to end.
