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At the Cardiologist

I have been to my heart doctor she noticed I had been smoking and banged a delicate fist on the table and her stethoscope danced over her firm breasts, she was furious, did not listen to my lame excuses that a cigarette was given to me the day before and polite as I`m couldn`t say no. She was not mollified. What do I know perhaps she is worried by her son? who doesn`t want to be a doctor.? The tests I had shown no avers affect, she calmed down and I gave her a copy of my latest book: “alternative poetry and political opinions.” I promised to not smoke again and gave her my latest book.

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