Brain To Body Post Operation Poem by jerry hughes
Brain To Body Post Operation
Brain: Where have you been?
Body: Where I've always been.
Brain: No you weren't, I heard a machine
clanking and hissing.
Body: Oh, you mean the heart-lung machine?
Brain: Is that what it was? You didn't ask if you
could by-pass me.
Body: I had no say, they shut me down.
Brain: They? Who the hell are they?
Body: The surgeons.
Brain: Not good enough, next time ask them to
get my permission.
Well, this is a good sign...along with making urine. Usually never hurts to get permission...for the most part that is. -Tailor
Jez, if surgeons had brains like life support systems your problems would be solved. On the other hand you'd never get off a drip! Keep on pluggin'... Rgds, Ivan
Well, call me selfish, but if it weren't for those meddling surgeons, I wouldn't have had the opportunity of reading this crusty and witty poem.
Jerry, a really great dialogue, soul talking to self. The comedy of life is that the body and the soul (you may call it brain) live together but they seldom have a dialogue with each other. I hope your body is in fine fetter. CP
Another great poem Jerry, quite a realistic one in my eyes. Keep it up :)
funny absurd dialogue between body and brain, nice dose of humour :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Jerry this is brilliant - a little two-hander worthy of the master (Milligan) himself. And a lesson to all of us not to take life too seriously. Love and trillions of post-op hugs, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥