Ode To An Antacid

My gut hurts and my food moves slow
My intestines feel like they've got to go
Food used to be so yummy
Now it makes me sick to my tummy
If I eat I get heart burn
If I don't my stomach churns
Now tums are my only snack
They sooth my acid attack
When I wish that I could puke
Tums will give my stum rebuke
With Tums I think I'll be okay
Until this trimester is out of the way
Oh Tums with out you where would I be?
Well this poem is over cause I have to pee!