Is fit as a fiddle.
Gives a giggle
When you can't piddle. Is liable to prick you from behind
Then repent for being... so unkind.
His nurse and confidant of much practice
( Nerve Anna )
Will shuffle you on deck ( as guessed )
In the bustle of their busy practice.
At the drop of a dime turns actress
In the hustle of their mall practice.
Stage left.. you unknowingly orbit
onto cloud nine.
Stage right.. discretely directed to the
exit; on daylights savings time.
Until.. the doctor with clever endeaver
Conjures up a scrap of paper.
Purposely punched in by a stapler
To seem forever hung on the wall;
Giving account to their buisiness, in scrawl;
To the caper of his wife's untimely call
Unnerving as it sounds
Their heirs parting procedures were all
Of whom lost their case on those well- known grounds;
Remembering our fallen comrades
Of whom unwittingly sank on their mattress.
All in the lull of a fiddlers mall practice.
P.S. Don't run arround Sue!
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