Nick Trim Poet Rhyme

Search Me Naked

I’m always poorly 
be dead before forty 
As the doctors surely 
diagnose before curing 

and that is hard work
as they forever search
me naked like a perv
as their fingers insert

in their protective overalls
they flip me once more 
still wearing bugger all 
they play with my balls 

touching me here
touching me there
touching my rear 
touching my pair 

at least the doctors a woman 
oh dear I'm wooden
drunk when it wouldn't
now when it shouldn't
 
then sounds from the woodwork
where old friends lurk
with their amazing nerve
I thought I was a jerk

and it's slowly dawning 
I might be no more 
for some quite daunting 
as they know for sure

a haunting's instore

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