Angiogram Plan

I’m going for an angiogram With slanted rhymes I state my plan In verse and meter try to cram My words with all that old flim-flam Since Days when I lay in my pram This ticker’s beat to master plan Ticked off more than expected span Now due rewind for tick tock scan My next door neighbours: Stan and Pam Eat only vegetarian They chew, with cake holes full of yam Eschewing lamb and ram and spam But me, I’ll go for an Angio ‘cram’ That feeds my heart with special jam Revealing truth on x-ray scan To Doc Achan - cos he’s da man So let’s hear it for the Angiogram It tells what’s what in there, no sham Like portrait by an old Dutch man Displayed in Delft or Amsterdam Then if for me it goes to plan With prayer and blessed by God and man And cardiology grand slam My heart still pumping boom bang-a-bam