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For A While...


For a while I haven't written anything,
Things have been a tad up the wall;
I've not had the ‘feeling' to write you see,
It's like; I haven't had the ‘call'.
Now I've always been prolific,
You can ask anyone you please,
They will tell you the same thing,
I write my poetry with ease!

But I guess my heads been everywhere,
I mean, I've had a lot going on,
The health's gone west, not at my best,
Yep, my life sure isn't any fun!
So my ribs are a mess and agony,
They drive me up the wall!
And every time I move in my sleep,
Poor Rich gets disturbed by my call!

The call being shouted out loud;
‘My ribs, my ribs, my ribs, this pain!'
Then I settle down for sleep...
Only to shout out again and again!
My sleep isn't much; and never all night,
Of that I can tell you true,
And apart from my steroid jabs every 3 months,
There just isn't really anything I can do!

I go every 3 months into hospital,
And in theatre my doctor works on me,
As I shout out in pain as he touches my ribs,
Cos it's a pain so out of sight you see.
But after 3 days in bed resting,
Hoping my pain eases hopefully; a lot,
Cos I can't cope with it on top of the rest,
But I guess I have accepted my lot.

Again...

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