Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
Shingles! ! - Poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
I itch, ~ I itch, ~ I itch some more,
My stress is getting high,
That’s why the itch I canna ignore,
But Oh! ! ~ How I do sigh.
Perhaps, perchance, it may soon go,
But now my abdomen is sore,
Will the stress abate fast or slow,
Without going into Shingles anymore?
The idiots who have caused the stress,
Cannot complete my Application,
For my Housing Benefit to assess,
Without this continued aggravation.
For four long months I’ve awaited,
Patiently and day by day,
But every few days it is rejected,
Because of mistakes, there’s more delay.
Hopefully, the end is nigh,
And I shall get that what I’m due,
My rent’ll be paid, although it’s high,
To get me out of this awful stew.
© Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 22 February 2006
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