Cancer Poem Poem by khadija bouterfas

When you're happy or you're blue,
you can wear it on your head,
'round the house or in your bed,
you can wear it in the dark,
while you're strolling in the park.

You can wear it going to Church,
or by the tele watching Lurch,
you could wear it to do the wash,
or when cooking stew or squash.

Frosty Freeze is like Carvel,
always had this great old smell,
frozen custard, ain't it grand,
lots of trips to that old stand,
Werner Brooks and A & W,
didn't have Wawa or VW.

Thought this shirt might have some power,
to take old cancer to the shower,
to make you laugh and push that bug,
with a big old 'Frap' and a giant mug.

Whatever it does, it's inspired from above,
and sent from your brother with a whole lot of
LOVE