~ Say What????
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Thought I'd let
my doctor check
me,
'Cause I didn't
feel quite
right. . .
All those aches
and pains
annoyed me
And I couldn't
sleep at night.
He could find no
real disorder
But he wouldn't
let it rest.
What with
Medicare and
Blue Cross,
We would do a
couple tests.
To the hospital
he sent me
Though I didn't
feel that bad.
He arranged for
them to give me
Every test that
could be had.
I was
fluoroscoped and
cystoscoped,
My aging frame
displayed.
Stripped, on an
ice cold table,
While my
gizzards were
x-rayed.
I was checked
for worms and
parasites,
For fungus and
the crud,
While they
pierced me with
long needles
Taking samples
of my blood.
Doctors came to
check me over,
Probed and
pushed and poked
around,
And to make sure
I was living
They then wired
me for sound.
They have
finally
concluded,
Their results
have filled a
page.
What I have will
someday kill me;
My affliction is
OLD AGE
Author Unknown
Thanks Sandy for
sharing!
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