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At Least It Wasn't An Acorn!
by Dawn Staple (Age: 76)
copyright 08-05-2003


Age Rating: 13 to 127

 
Note: This poem was originally intended to be read as an introduction to the article CROSSED BY ZORRO in the Stories section. Just didn't know if it was OK to put a poem in with a story.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
AT LEAST IT WASN'T AN ACORN!

Where specs rested on my nose
An annoying little pimple rose
Glasses sat at a weird angle
So I squeezed it and I did mangle
But still it never went away
So took it to the docs one day

"That's a skin cancer you've got"
So off to the hospital I had to trot
The next doc kept a-measuring
'Oh-dear-ing' ~ 'tut-tutting' ~ un-reassuring
"I regret that there's insufficient room,"
He said in a voice of deepest gloom

"Twixt nose and eye, you'll need a 'flap'
Of extra skin to bridge the gap."
For a plastic surgeon I was given a date
With trepidation I awaited my fate
Consultant was cool, unsmiling and precise
"A zig-zag for you!" It didn't sound nice

The op was over in an hour
Consultant less cold ~ not so dour
Explaining things that might worry me
Like weird noises from things I coudn't see
Now, it's all over, I'm ashamed of my fear
I go all to pieces when needles hove near!

Stitches now out
And swelling gone down
Can't see very well ~
So I peer and I frown
All words seem a blur
Half-imagined specks
Need more healing time
Before wearing my specs!
But it wasn't all bad ~
With pride I nearly burst
That a rakish large shiner
(Aged 71)~ was my very first!


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08-27-2003 Riley M.    

wonderful way to show a sense of humor, in the sense of danger ^-^ lol, really good

Riley


08-15-2003 Janet Owenby    

Seems your great sense of humor always carries you through and always shines through in your poems and stories. I enjoy reading your work.


08-10-2003 Nancy Pawley    

I smiled as I read this poem, Dawn..the best way through fear is laughter. Great job.
Nancy


08-06-2003 Moses Hochstetler    

Good job on a delicate subject, Dawn! It was nice that you could keep a sense of humor through it all. Thanks for sharing!

Best wishes,
Hoosier Writer & Poet
Moses Hochstetler


08-05-2003 Toni Sweeney    

Good poem. I liked the rythm of the story.
Toni


08-05-2003 Christopher Doss    

You have more courage than I to be able to bring such humor to something so scary! Awesome write


08-05-2003 Denny Sisson    

You did it again girl. Keep it up.
Thanks
Denny


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