Mr P
Shock horror Parkinson’s
Grab this fate and run
Medication, Physiotherapy, great fun
Messing with my mind, Mr. P digs in
The chase is on to kill and not let him win
Voice down and
hoarse
Voice therapy of course
Going stiff and pain everywhere
My minds about to blow
Joined SLTPD my life started to glow
Help and friends, a positive I must say
Makes MR P so angry, I am winning every day.
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