State of My Health Address: In Haiku
I am bedridden.
Not the fun way, since Sunday.
Sleeping gets way old.
ER gets old too.
The place not the show, with no
Goran Visnjic in sight.
My family's funny.
"I have a pain in my chess..."
Gets laughs every time.
Ode to Vicodin.
Chased with some Pepto Bismol,
and twelve Tylenol.
To live, ah, to eat!
Crackers and water have done
wonders for my waist.
Normalcy, I pray.
Else I will gnaw off my arm
out of sheer boredom.
Not the fun way, since Sunday.
Sleeping gets way old.
ER gets old too.
The place not the show, with no
Goran Visnjic in sight.
My family's funny.
"I have a pain in my chess..."
Gets laughs every time.
Ode to Vicodin.
Chased with some Pepto Bismol,
and twelve Tylenol.
To live, ah, to eat!
Crackers and water have done
wonders for my waist.
Normalcy, I pray.
Else I will gnaw off my arm
out of sheer boredom.
Labels: health
Oh, Laura! That sucks, to put it mildly! I hope you get better soon!!
Posted by
Amanda |
4:45 PM
:) My health sucks, or my poetry?
Posted by
Laura |
4:48 PM