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Apr 24, 2007 23:37

(to the tune of "On Top of Old Smokey")

On top of a heat pad
More pain pills I need
I'd cut my whole leg off
except that it'd bleed.

I'd pluck all the nerves out,
retract the whole spine
I'd teach it a lesson,
this bum leg of mine

I'd dig out this tumor
With fingernails deep
And maybe then I would
get some bloody sleep!

sciatica, poetry

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