Shake Me And I Rattle Poem by David Harris
Shake Me And I Rattle
I was driving to work
when I heard this curious rattle.
For the life of me,
I couldn’t figure it out
where the rattle was coming from.
Every pothole that I hit the rattle was loud,
but on a smooth road, there was no rattle at all.
Finally, I parked the car and got out
and the rattle continued like before.
It didn’t take me long to realise
just where the rattle was coming from.
I was the one who was rattling
from all the pills I’m on.
So the next time we meet,
shake me gently
because I rattle a little bit.
I think the Doc is on a bonus for how many pills he can give you...10
I do know this feeling too David. I don't think I can find room for any more. A well rattled off piece of writing. Ha! love and hugs Ernestine XXX
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4/19/2024 11:59:24 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Well I know several people who can relate probably to that feeling. I wouldn't know anything about that, I'm pill free, havn't taken meds for several years. My Doctor was amazed when she realized I wasn't on anything. She doesn't like the fact that I visit her once a year for my yearly checkup and that's it. I like it that way, so no kick-backs from me at this point. Hope you get better soon so you can stop taking those pills.--Melvina--