It's Not the Size of the Needle
There once was a phlebotomist, Rick
Taking care with the people he'd stick
Always used needles, tiny
So his patients, ne'er whiny
Loved him most for his soft little prick.
~ 5th Place ~ in the "Make Me Laugh Limerick" Poetry Contest, Tania Kitchin, Judge & Sponsor.
( Syllables = 9, 9, 7, 7, 9 ... counted at HowManySyllables.com )
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