Take fourteen aspirin & call me next week…
My doctor is off on vacation,
For a week or more she will be gone,
She sent me to this guy she knows name of John,
He did prescribe for me some cod liver oil,
Now I am unable to leave the comfort of my john…
Flushing it all away,
That is what this John guy did say,
Get it out of your system this day,
So that tomorrow you will feel your old way…
No more headache; no more tummy ache,
Still though no desire to eat,
If I were on a diet this would be kinda neat,
I am sort of hungry, but through it would slide,
Can’t even go out to the store, can’t too far take a ride…
Fortunately I am off of work for the weekend,
This cold I do not want to for long befriend,
To my bowels I wish a message to send,
Please stop your flowing, even though of late you have been slowing,
I wish I knew in advance if this will work, yes I would then be knowing,
If in reality this guy name of John, is of me snowing…
You don’t think if my doctor recommended him,
That he would me be bamboozling,
I mean it feels so much like he has for me hoodwinked,
Telling me to use that slippery stuff called oil,
Now that my body does feel like it’s had its lube job,
Where do you suppose I look to change my filter,
Or do you think this guy just did take my money for nothing,
Did this guy when all is said and done just me rob…?
Scuse me while I run back to the john and sob…
© ed ~ 2/26/05
When my mother came at me with that spoon filled with the oil, I hated it. But go ahead, Eddie M... look around you... see any puny, weak-kneed Vikings? Nope! So, plug your nose and swallow it! ICK! You have my deepest sympathy. Sigh......(thanks mom and dad?) katy xox (grin)
Hope yoo feel perfect after your lubrication job....lol!!
Love Tinka
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :(