Toe Saga.
Ready for the op' ready to go,
Ring up, its still okay.
Then they say 'No',
'No beds they say'.
Get there, they've got no x-ray, ?
'Oh dear' heard him say.
Go to the anesthetist,
First needle a doubt.
However he did persist,
And knocked me out.!
All done, 'Sandwich, cup of tea, '
'Bloody starving, yes please'I say with glee.
'Something for the pain',
'No'I say but yet again.
Both offers ‘two hours' late,
Tea warm, sandwich dry, pain stoppers had to wait.!
Asked, 'What op' did they do'?
She didn't have a clue! !
Found out next day,
They didn't replace, ‘just took bits away'!
Hope it's been a success,
Got to hope for the best.
Stay clear of those bugs, some gets,
So far no regrets...?
25/04/08
poem by Guy Lipmore
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