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needle

To treat and illness

Will you treat

me to tea

and cake or

champagne or an

icecream sundae?

When I was ill treats

came bitter, through

a needle to the bum

or the radiographer’s

hum.

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Posted in coping, memory, nonsense, pain, past and tagged bum, cake, champagne, needle, poem, poetry, radiography, tea, treat on July 14, 2010 by Beingeveryday. Leave a comment

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