Two years it's been since my last poke or prod.
So it's way past time for them to check the ol' bod.
First it's compression, yes my poor tender tits.
Then off to the room where you place your feet in the mitts.
A squeeze and a scrape and a general look over.
Too bad it's 9 AM and I'm totally sober.
But endure it I will with good cheer and a smile.
Because preventive care beats the alternative by a mile.
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4 comments:
Glad you are getting checked out, Beth. Love, mom
Can I please quote you, my clever friend?!
I'm sure there's an ad campaign or PSA out there that needs this lovely rhyme!
LOL, Beth. You are a creative girl. Hope everything checked out okay!
xoxox
Jacquie
Beth! You write fiction *and* poetry? I bow to you...
Awesomeness, friend.
xxxEllie
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