It Raised a Smile
Ironic Remark
This morning in the surgery, a magazine perusing,
I heard this passing comment which I hope you’ll find amusing.
I saw before me, pen in hand, a happy little boy
But as the waiting time increased, depleted was his joy.
The drawing book no longer held a source of inspiration,
But Mother’s bare arm certainly deserved investigation.
The pen was poised but Mother shouted much to his chagrin:
‘You’ll be in trouble son if you get ink upon my skin!’
Which tickled me for mother’s arm, I swear that this is true
Was boldly decorated with a full forearm tattoo!
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