Surgery poem

by Harry

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In for a day

lay on a bed

put to sleep

a small cut

working inside

what is happening

I know not

I know the outcome

which is alright

I’m waking up

told to rest

a cup of tea

rest for a while

setting off home

the job is done

just have to wait

for it to take effect

what am i talking about

a vasectomy of-course.


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