Spent all day at Children’s
Waiting for a ride 
Literally all day. 
Almost 30 years ago
In Combat Medic School. 
So the dad wanted to see the letter
I wrote to the State. 
I was crestfallen because I knew
He would say no. 
And he did. 
If someone gave me a
9 page letter about how
some  nurse was abusing my son,
I would meet them at the door
With a loaded 44
And she ain’t my nurse no more. 
[Keep your boxers on. 
That’s an old playground song. 
You know- 
Locker Room Talk.]
than one way to skin a cat. 
A day off today- 
On the agenda is sleep 
And fasting. 
And blends. 
 
 
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