Parkies
Why do you stare .....
Stare at me?
Step a little closer
then you might just see.
Was it my shuffling?
That made you look fast
or was it my stumbling
when I walked past?
Whichever it was,
I truly don't care.
Walk a mile in my shoes,
I beg you, I dare.
I shake and stumble
with every move I make.
Hard to swallow ....
these pills I take.
For I have Parkinsons,
yes, it's true
but, as rude as you are,
I wouldn't wish it on you!
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