A short sighted old doctor called Charlie
Poured water from a bottle to make tea
But the taste wasn't right
Got one hell of a fright
On close inspection the bottle said pee...
He called the opticians to book a test
Rinsed his mouth out then headed home to rest
Now sets good examples
Marks clinical sample's
Storing all those nasties in a locked chest...
Now you don't want to end up like Charlie
By error drinking someone else's pee
Well it is human waste
You just wont like the taste
And you'll be sick as a dog, believe me...
Written February 7th 2020
Categories:
opticians, humor,
Form: Limerick
I need some new glasses,
An iPhone as well,
But Procrastinationville’s
Where I do dwell.
I’ve stopped at opticians
Plus AT&T,
Departing without
A commitment from me.
Since neither is urgent,
I let months pass by,
Convincing myself
That a purchase was nigh.
A bicycle, too,
Is up high on my list.
I Google the site
But each time I resist.
Except that today,
I felt ready at last.
I ordered new glasses;
My spouse was aghast.
I checked out the phone store;
My model is out
But the next time it’s in,
I will get it, no doubt.
And as for the bike
I am right on the verge
For today both desire
And timing did merge.
No matter how much I
Stay focused and steady,
I can’t complete anything
‘Til I am ready.
Categories:
opticians, me,
Form: Rhyme