Boredom Waiting In Doctor's Office
My husband gets very impatient waiting so I told him to write a poem:
On a farm there was a donkey
Who's feet had a scent that was funky
Because he had stepped in something chunky
By: The Reverend T.
This is my response:
Out of boredom he wrote a verse
In frustration it was very terse
Of course, he did not want to curse
So he used words that were worse
Now he's pacing the floor
Standing right in front of the door (Not true, just needed to be busy)
Nurse tries to enter in a rush
Open door sets him on his tursh
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2010
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