C U B I T a L S
Whose concerns are elbow germs?
The bugs we cannot see?
We wash our face and scour both hands
But hinge joint ligaments
Receive no such sentiment
Soaps' a stranger to our winged tips
Located somewhere between the hips
Fractures, aches, arthritis
Funny bones, bumps and bursitis
But elbow germs invite no press
Which is why arm colds are such distress!
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