(limerick) Nyahhnyahhnyahh Poem by WES Vogler
(limerick) Nyahhnyahhnyahh
I'da foot problem which I took to my doctor
who instructed me......
"Face the window, tongue out, Mister Day."
"And you'll check my sore toe in this way? "
"That's not your affair"
He said with a glare...
"There's a doctor I hate 'cross the way."
why does this blessed site insist on jamming letters together it is maddening since the broken scroll on corrections cripples any attempt to right the wrong I shall go mad
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5/28/2024 2:43:22 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I got a big chuckle out of this one!
some doctors never grow up (even tho we place our lives in their hands)