Pain Poem

I have unexplained pain
Does it mean that it will rain
Poked and prodded with more than one test
I need to know what’s wrong, alas I cannot protest
There’s been no one to explain
I wish my medicine was champagne.


One response to “Pain Poem

  • Just Like Heaven's avatar Manic Muffin

    If ‘my medicine was champagne” at least there would be a brief moment of intoxicated joy before the vomiting began.

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