Hashtag Peetoo

Not quite twelve, and I needed a catheter
I had a bladder infection
What’s that? She told, and I laughed at her

The male nurse, she said, pretty rough
That didn’t sound good, on reflection
She said she could, good enough!

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H/T to The One for the Job by Becky Forbes
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Krutsinger Avatar
October 14, 2022 at 10:11 PM
I would have grabbed her up too, just the word "rough" would have convinced me.
Forbes Avatar
October 14, 2022 at 8:22 PM
I certainly hope this is made up cuz I suffer for your poor 12-year-old self if not!!
Kyser Avatar
October 15, 2022 at 4:27 AM
Ha, no, not made up, but a long long time ago!
Hankins Avatar
October 14, 2022 at 7:13 PM
Cute and quite clever, Jeff. Yes, getting the best person available is so important when having something like that done. It's easy to forget about the job in hand.
Forbes Avatar
October 14, 2022 at 8:21 PM
"in hand" Milt? Nice play on words... heehee
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