Ann Gilmour Poet Rhyme

Oh Dear I Do Feel Poorly

Oh dear I do feel poorly 
oh dear I do feel weird
My chest it is a wheezing 
I’ve infection in my ears
I cannot hear a blooming thing 
Oh dear I do feel quite done in

My Parkinson’s leg is shaking 
like I have St Vitus Dance
I wonder just how long I have 
to enjoy my life perchance
What with coughing, ears and leg 
I feel like taking to my bed

Or will my chest just do its best to hasten my demise
To take me to another place somewhere beyond the skies

But wait, I’m feeling better
My time it has not come
I must take a walk beside the sea
Afore Grim Reaper comes for me

So enough of this self-pity feeling sorry for one’s self
And getting so obsessed with every symptom of one’s health

It’s just a virus nothing more
Don’t let those thoughts come through my door
I’ll soon be back to feeling good
The way I want 
the way I should


Apart that is from good old “P”
Whose tremors remind me constantly
But Parkinson’s won’t define me 
I swear I will not let it
So if I can
I swear I will 
I’ll blooming well forget it!       

Written - 21.10.2017

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Suz House October 20, 2018 at 12:15 PM Absolutely love this poem. Ann Gilmour October 20, 2018 at 3:24 PM Hello Susan, thank you so much for your comment, I really appreciate it. Yes it was written tongue in cheek and hopefully it brought a smile to your face. Kind thoughts, Ann x