Perfect Angel

Perfect Angel

I ended up having a lobotomy,
Brain won't remain inside of me;
After having had a tonsillectomy
Ceased to exist each one will be.

They already removed my appendix
And made sounds like Jimmy Hendrix;
Now no longer were they ever in site
Am a little lighter which was alright.

Then I would writhe and wreathe 
Trying to take out two of my teeth
And for little longer will have to wait
Part of tooth they had to encapsulate.

Then when my twilight started nearing,
They say I had become hard of hearing
And hearing aid forgot to be bringing;
So sounds in my ears kept on ringing.

To have good health had an obsession
Which I then left up to God's discretion;
Voice was terrible and choir tried to strangle
Me to sing songs and sound like a angel.

James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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