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All I Got for Christmas was a Colonoscopy
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Posted on Dec 28 2018
On the day before Christmas fortune gave to me
a present you may find quite difficult to believe
I was scheduled for surgery, my third colonoscopy
to be completed on the morn of Christmas Eve.
Instead of down the chimney Santa’s helper is going
up the drain pipe to check maybe cut some polyps
where all that funky waste matter has been flowing
a place dark as the night of a total lunar eclipse.
Oh boy what a present! guess its what I needed
it won’t be Santa himself but done by young Dr. Chen
to his sage advice I paid attention and I heeded
hoped for mercy of Buddha and the wisdom of Zen.
Hope this tale of my tail didn’t make you heave
it really happened to me on last Christmas Eve.
‘Twas A Politically Correct Lonely Night
‘Twas the night before a politically correct ‘happy holiday’
and all through the Trumpty Dumpty White House
a lonely, childish, bully, narcissist was Tweeting
both thumbs moving no need for a wireless mouse
his base was dwindling most were quite disappointed
with Trump’s favorite TV channel and stories on FOX
Democratic candidates had Republicans disjointed
in a blue wave that emerged out of a populist box
last election’s losers weren’t showing up to work
the stock market was heading in a downward trend
all going over the head of the bigly lying jerk who
will close down government if Dems don’t spend
twas a bleak holiday season and all over the TVs
trials and sentencing for Manafort and 2 Mikees
and what to those glued to their cell phones did appear
but investigations from all sides leaving 45 in fear.
