Hello Mister Hodgkins
NO SMOKING, NO PARKING, WASH HANDS
“Would you like a wee cuppa tea?”
SWOLLEN GLANDS, PUSH, PROD
“And sure what about a wee biscuit?”
BIOPSY THIS ONE, SURGICAL STRIKE
“Isn’t it a terrible day?”
CELLS IRREGULAR, INFORMATION SAME
“Have you ever seen a Summer like it?”
NEEDLES IN, BLOOD OUT, CLOT AND COUNT
“That’s a nice jumper, where did you get it?”
STERN FACES, SAT DOWN, CHEMO CALLED
“See you next Wednesday Gerry”
Copyright © Gerry Cunningham | Year Posted 2010
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