COL
Well I am well impressed,
And don't know what to say!
I'm totally lost for words!
And that doesn't happen every day!
It seems we have a poet,
Right within our midst and what a poet too,
Just like that, off you rhyme!
The 'prolific you' is showing through!
I think I'll have to watch you kid,
Cos I'm not having that!
I'm the only poet after all...
Oh dear me, oh drat!
That's not true, I'm getting coffuffled…
And bewildered too!
And you know what, I have to say,
It's all down to you!
I think I'll change me profession!
And become a doctor too!
I could even be a gynae,
Cos I know just what to do!
I could be a brain surgeon,
Or a diabetic doc and use my voice!
Or an epilepsy specialist –
wow, gee wizz I have such choice!
But I don't think I could manage,
Oh gosh, for goodness sake!
I can't shut up chatting –
And their lives would be at stake!
I could be a lecturer though, hmmm,
I don't think that would do,
Or an an ear nose and throat man...
Now that job I could do!
I'm good at working tonsils,
And good at checking ears too!
And i have such a nose (got it off me dad),
Oh the hell it put me through!
Narr, I think I'll leave the doctoring –
Entirely up to you,
After all, when said and done,
It's a cracking job you do!
So COL at you, and you know what?
Only you and me know what that is!
It's a cracking secret don't you think?
It certainly does the biz!
So COL, COL, COL,
You do me the world of good...!
So then, back to my profession...
Do you think I should?
COL
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