To be sung in whatever tune you can muster.


Next please

Whenever my funds are frugal
And I can't afford a doc,
I consult Professor Google
And wait for the sickly shock.

So, I do have a bad headache
But I've not been bitten by a snake.

Yes, I do have a sore throat
But I've not been kissed by a goat.

Yes, I can see a reddish rash
But I've not been struck by a lightning flash.

Yes, I do have a painful arm
But I've not milked cows on a farm.

Yes, I do have a slight limp, it's true,
But at the moment I'm only wearing one shoe.

Yes, I do sound frustrated and agitated
But your questions are so cogitated.

Yes, I'll wait for your conclusion
While I rub my new contusion.

Ah, at last, your considered diagnosis -
Oh no, I've got chronic Googleitis!








Poetry by Christopher Fernie The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-07-07 at 12:43

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Kathy Lockhart
I just can't sing! However, I can appreciate humorous poetry that makes me laugh out loud!! I'm cracking up here in Indiana, USA! Thanks, I need to laugh these days. Now, if only Poetbay had audio... :D Kathy
2016-07-11



Haha. The term laughed out loud gets thrown out a lot these days but trust me that's exactly what I did when I read this. I love how the rhymes, though simple never sound forced. With every line I look forward to the next to see what other line you turn to comedy. I love this.
2016-07-08