Get Well Swoon

At those times that you feel ill
To get you better, I'd almost kill
(Though I wouldn't, because in that case,
I'd be unable to help you, being in another place).

I'd wish you better, had I a lamp of djinn,
Or find a way to make the feelgoodiness begin.
And if you found yourself craving something odd,
I'd journey far to get it, even to the feet of God.

But, I'd like to not have to go too far
When you're feeling ill, and I'm in the car,
For if I find myself to distant,
Who will be your favored assistant?

In that case, I'll be here by your side,
And get you what you need. I'll abide.
I'll clamor until you're feeling well,
Inform me of your needs, pray tell.