March 28, 2011

Pain Poem

By simply three cents

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.

This entry was posted on Monday, March 28th, 2011 at 6:00 pm and posted in doctor, just silly, why. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed.

One response to “Pain Poem”

  • Manic Muffin
    June 2nd, 2011 at 1:43 am

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

    Reply

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