A Sense of Tumor
.
The neighborhood
is stirred as if
by a fiery furor.
Everyone trembles,
gasps with horrid
horror
as, at last, he clasps
and cuts the culprit
tumor
long ailing him with
tingling, painful
tremor.
Fatal to him now
to commit the slightest
error
when all he really needs
is just a sense
of humor!
.
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