A poem for my sisters pain
Oh, how the pain it lingers
all the way to my fingers!
The pain started in my wrist.
It surely couldn't be from a cyst,
the doctors would never have missed!
Could it be from a twist
During my last trist?
I think I slipped in the mist!
My arm went up, my fingers in a fist
Oh the ppl I hit, there must be a list.
Worse even, they must be pissed!
I think by now you get the gist!
all the way to my fingers!
The pain started in my wrist.
It surely couldn't be from a cyst,
the doctors would never have missed!
Could it be from a twist
During my last trist?
I think I slipped in the mist!
My arm went up, my fingers in a fist
Oh the ppl I hit, there must be a list.
Worse even, they must be pissed!
I think by now you get the gist!