Ode To Teeny Tiny Tumors
I went to the doctor today.
"One tumor you have," he did say.
"Let's take it out now
because I know how."
And now it's all gone away.
I know 13 tumors sounds scary.
The doctor was quick...didn't tarry.
My bladder he scoured
And in less than an hour,
I was back having brunch at Mayberry.
I know that the number looks bad.
It's the 13th ol' tumor I've had.
"No reason to frown.
They're at least slowing down."
Dr. Fretz is my favorite young lad.
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:) very creative
ReplyDelete13 is my lucky number