Junior Houseman For Friend Thad Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

Can’t find a pulse the young doc said.
I think that means that you are dead.
This goes against all common sense.
I blame his inexperience

I had to strongly remonstrate,
which he did not appreciate.
You have no pulse you must be dead.
That’s what my old professor said.

A nursing sister standing by
just shook her head and heaved a sigh.
I sent the young fool on his way.
That’s why I am still here today.

I had no pulse in my false arm
I saw no reason for alarm.
I know that in my other wrist
I have a pulse that can’t be missed.

3-Jan-08