By Ben Naga
II haad aa leetteer
Froom my dooctoor toodaay
IIt waas baad neews
EEspeeciiaally foor aa wriiteer
Thee teests caamee baack
IIt’s coonfiirmeed
II haave vooweel caanceer
March 23, 2012 by misener
By Ben Naga
II haad aa leetteer
Froom my dooctoor toodaay
IIt waas baad neews
EEspeeciiaally foor aa wriiteer
Thee teests caamee baack
IIt’s coonfiirmeed
II haave vooweel caanceer
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Ben, that is so bad that it’s GOOD! I laughed my butt off … good job. I actually had a similar experience a while back when I was diagnosed with COLON cancer. I thought, what’s the (exclamation) POINT, and for a while all I did was hang out drinking at the SPACE BAR. But finally I found a doctor who removed the diseased portion, and here I am healthy again, and hell, it’s better living with a SEMICOLON than none at all.
Nice poem, Ben! 🙂
So glad you enjoyed this and are still around to do so. I too am a cancer survivor; otherwise I don’t this I would have dared to publish this piece of whimsy. Keep up the breathing! 😀 I C U 2 ♥ A nice pun.
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