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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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rhicat April 25 2007, 04:49:38 UTC
Brilliant!

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gwynraven April 25 2007, 04:53:20 UTC
Nothing like chronic pain frustration to get the creative juices flowing :)

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harkalark April 25 2007, 18:48:20 UTC
Dork. :)

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gwynraven April 25 2007, 19:02:47 UTC
yes well, I had nothing better to do at the time. I certainly wasn't getting any sleep.

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