Hospital haiku with a little help from a friend:
I’m feeling dopey
Waiting to get my new hip
Hope doc gets here soon
And some pre-op doggerel:
When I wanted to walk in the hills
I had to take a lot of pills
So I talked to the doctor
Who said he could cure all my ills
He’d give me a new hip joint
And this morning I got the point
Of the needle full of drugs
I want go down to a juke joint
But I’m dressed in a paper gown
So I guess I’m not goin’ downtown
Till after I get my new joint.
So hurry up Doc
I’m ready to rock!
Light Words 
Lots of good wishes coming your way
for the fastest of healing and smallest of pai – n
Doesn’t quite rhyme, but the thought is there!
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Well wishes don’t need to rhyme
they’re appreciated at any tyme
Many thanks
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Good luck, Carol!
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Thank you!
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Carol, I’ve missed you. Now I know where you are. I guess you’re just a hop, skip and a jump from returning and doing a little hiking.
Your poem reminded me of a New Yorker cartoon many years ago. A very sophisticated dog waiting patiently by his very sophisticated owner in an easy chair reading the dog’s current work. Caption: I don’t know. It looks like doggerel to me.
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Hee!Hee! Doggerel always makes me think of many good puns 😀
I hope to hopping around soon. Thanks!
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Gooooo Carol!!!! (that looks like goo instead of go) Kit
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Sending healing energies — soon you’ll be running around the block!! 😀
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By now you should be dancing. I hope so, at any rate. Rumour has it hip replacements are miraculous. Charming photo!
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Not quite dancing but walking pretty good.
I’ll take miraculous ASAP 🙂
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Good to hear from you!
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I wish you to walk without any pain … and the world will be even more colorful 🙂
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No Pain that’s my plan! Thank you Sylvia!
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