Some one asked me if I could write greeting card poems this morning so I wrote these two.
Get Well Soon
I hope youre feeling better now,
With all the cutting done.
Lying there in bed is tough,
I know it isnt fun.
But now its done and youll get well,
And back to things that matter.
Im glad the doctors fixed you up,
But what is a gall bladder.
Im glad youre seeing better now,
But surgery seems silly.
I guess Im just a simpleton,
A dummy, a hillbilly.
It seems to me if you cant see,
The Cataract is nill.
Id trade that gashogg in right now,
And get an Oldsmobile.
posted on 10/02/2003 7:44:34 AM PDT
by Conspiracy Guy
(I have over 41 years experience, at acting 8 years old. That will be 42 years in Jan 04.)
To: Flurry; bentfeather; snippy_about_it; Darksheare; Darkchylde; Trikebuilder
Good Morning Everybody.
Coffee & Donuts
posted on 10/02/2003 8:23:45 AM PDT
(I'm tired of thinking up new Taglines.)
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