28Mar/115
A ditty. No, I don’t want your pity
Oh doctors and hospitals, how I love thee. Let me count the ways.
An arthritic wrist.
Kinda more or less fixed.
An arthritic back
Shot in the sack
Dry itchy eyes, no cries
Here, eye drops. And some fries.
Very drooly mouth. Oh no, not lecherous
Just an enlarged salivary gland, whew not cancerous
doctors and nurses and drugs and insurance
please, laugh along, no condolences.
(Written, or well, thought up caught in traffic on the way home from yet another doctor’s appointment.)
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Chandrachoodan Gopalakrishnan is a copywriter, photographer and goofball from Chennai. He is also an archaeologist, historian and a city lover. He is currently a documentary film-maker and desk-monkey for a film production house.
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March 28th, 2011 - 19:31
Next time we catch up, let’s record this in your impressive baritone and some meesik can be added later
March 28th, 2011 - 19:33
Heh!
Nice and short ditty.
Composed while travelling in a city.
And as is your suited style,
between messages, it is witty.
March 28th, 2011 - 19:39
No pity, just sending you plenty of good (healthy!) thoughts.
April 6th, 2011 - 13:22
Lol. Witty ditty indeed.
Be well!
April 7th, 2011 - 21:06
Can we show concern? Long live flower therapy!