Epilepilepilepsy
Ow! as I came to one morn,
head hurts, feels like it's torn,
naked as the day I was born,
thank god, no raging horn!
Not been out drinking,
my membrane thinks it's shrinking,
hurts, just even thinking,
wincing, can't stop blinking!
She said I jolted and shuddered,
wheezily I coughed and spluttered,
gibberish was dribbly muttered
and eyelashes rapidly fluttered!
The docs they do all kinds of scan,
painting a picture, best they can,
even earned me a driving bamn,
for 6months since Epilepsy began!
©John-Ovan.P.Hull
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