Poem for a Phlebomotist's Office
blood being drawn,
dahlin' - no cry!
So, no sweat, boo -
What else you gonna do?
Sit back, relax, let
the trained phlebotomist do
her act! - 1, 2, 3
then you're done, hon! YAY!
At least it ain't no vaccine!
So get your snack on later and be serene
Wasn't it a "walk in the park?"!
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I am an educator and a writer. I was born in Louisiana and I now live in the Big Apple. My heart beats to the rhythm of "Ain't No Place to Pee on Mardi Gras Day". My style is of the hot sauce variety. I love philosophy sprinkles and a hot cup of café au lait.