Powerpuff

Powerpuff,
times are ruff?
Sick in bed,
ouchie head,
all this time?
What a crime!
Advil helps,
stops the yelps.
Confecture
for a cure,
then you're out;
have no doubt.
Better yet,
just forget
lying down;
peal the gown,
throw on heals,
jump in wheels,
go on down
into town
for a drink
and a wink
at the boys
and their toys.
Nox says so
go, go, go.
There, you’re off,
Powerpuff.