Pain,Pain,Go Away
The sun so joyfully smiling,
Upon my pain filled ankles and legs!
Well, better this than sucking beer
From cold, beer kegs.
I am blessed to take care of my body,
And no longer, fat like a cow.
I jump into my gleaming clean car,
Can't wait to reach the Chiropractor's door!
At last, I get to see him,
And tell him my painful woes.
Then the magic of his hands and training,
Eases the pain, leaving me feeling as good
as a pungent, new-budding, fragrant rose.
July 15, 2019
2pm PST
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2019
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