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THE LADY DOCTOR WITH THE BLACK HAIRHer hair is long Her manner strong Saving my breast Like all the rest With needle biopsy Sure did free me Because my tit Is a sweet kit Who wants to purr Thanking her For understanding For mammo planning As they remember Here in my September How they once fed Three kids I bred For six months straight It was their fate Of this one mama So think Obama For my health care Or my right breast might not Still be here. 10/23/2014 1542PST cj Vote for this poem
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