Surgical Threat Poem by Chris Higginson

He was in his latter years
With heart now feeling sore
The Doctor said, “Now it appears
You need a heart re-bore!
I’ll send you to a specialist
To verify conclusions
He’s a haematologist
And also does intrusions.”

The old man found that providence
Played a hand that day
Because of the coincidence
Which happened in this way
The man that he was sent to see
Was his begotten son
Who had a medical degree
Consultant number one!

So when preparing for the Op
He eyed his son the surgeon
And said “Now son if I should drop
Don’t want for you to burgeon
All your life, what might have been
If you now end my ways:
Mother comes to live with you
For all her natural days! ”