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.]
I guess there’s more
than one way to skin a cat.
A day off today-
On the agenda is sleep
And fasting.
And blends.
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