Ailments are inherited

I have a stomach accordion 

that stretches and folds 

The air of many trumpets

Its inner tube holds

I think bubbles toil around the bend

Lazy river damned and suspend 

Honk and pop

Daisy and full stop

Trickle and flop

Lets go, joy drop

Release the pressure from my balloon head

Set me up with June gloom dread

Giddy up trot

I start to rot