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NEEDLEPHOBIA

In the phlebotomy room, there came a woman And a man And their lad Inquiring, queuing ‘My blood, I give to you; draw and draw freely, I have no qualms’ The lad started, Responding, boasting ‘Yes, you can draw by every means you choose save with this needle!’ The lad protested, Sobbing, struggling

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 11/3/2017 10:28:00 PM
Ha Ha, call out the vampires, lol. Nice rite, nice commentary.
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Ogaga Eruteya
Date: 11/25/2017 8:28:00 AM
Many thanks, Reggae.
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Date: 11/3/2017 10:29:00 PM
Date: 11/3/2017 8:46:00 PM
Needles can be scary. I have friends that have this phobia. Well written! :)
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Ogaga Eruteya
Date: 11/25/2017 8:27:00 AM
Yes, they surely can! Even those who administer them are often scared of them.. hahaha..