Hospitals are depressing, They have that certain smell. I never like to go there, Especially when I’m well. I would also have to say, They won’t be my first pick, Of where I want to visit Even when I’m feeling sick. What I really hate the most Is not Doc’s probing hand. It’s not my […]
Entries from June 1999 ↓
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Southern Exposure
June 1st, 1999 — Hospital Humor
Lost And Found
June 1st, 1999 — Life with Children
Miss Ross noticed Bill was squirming She saw he really had to go. It was just the kind of signal A preschool teacher had to know. She told him where the restroom was And then she sent him out the door. “You find it by yourself,” she said, “You’re a big boy, you’re almost four.” […]
Distress Signal
June 1st, 1999 — Hunting / Fishing / Nature
Two mighty hunters who were lost Argued about what they should do. If distressed, shoot into the air, But was it three times or just two? They argued all the whole day long And argued well into the night. Each determined that he would show Just who was wrong and who was right. They spent […]
In the Nick of Time
June 1st, 1999 — Hospital Humor
“Well it was really touch and go,” The surgeon explained to his nurse. “You mean he almost died?” she asked. “Oh no, it was a whole lot worse. We operated just in time, Although it’s kind of hard to tell. I think today was our last chance, Because he’d almost gotten well!”

