THE MS TITANIC
THE MS TITANIC
I WOKE UP ONE MORNING -- MY LEGS IN A TIZZY
WHEN I ROSE TO MY FEET, MY HEAD FELT SO DIZZY
THAT I SAT BACK ON THE BED
WONDERING "WHAT'S THIS GOING ON IN MY HEAD?"
I WOKE UP NEXT MORNING, FEELING QUITE NUMB
THOUGH NOT TO CONFUSE WITH MY FEELING DUMB
LITTLE DID I KNOW THAT MY BRAIN WAS NUMB TOO
SO I CALLED ON MY DOCTOR -- SAID, "WHAT SHALL I DO?"
HE POKED AND HE PRODDED ON ALL OF MY SECTIONS
THEN SAT BACK IN HIS CHAIR AND ASKED ME SOME QUESTIONS
WHEN HE SAID IN HIS MOST SINCERE VOICE, "YOU ARE CRAZED."
I SAT ON THE TABLE -- I WAS UNPHASED.
I HAD HEARD THAT BEFORE, WHEN I'D GONE IN TO SEE
WHY WAS I HAVING A HARD TIME TRYING TO PEE?
AND THE TIME BEFORE THAT, WHEN I WENT IN A STATED,
"CAN YOU TELL ME WHY DOC, I'VE BEEN SO CONSTIPATED?"
THEN THERE WAS THE TIME WHEN I COULDN'T FIND
OUT WHY IT WAS , MY RIGHT EYE WAS BLIND!
SO I SOUGHT OUT A DOCTOR -- A GOOD PhD
AFTER SIX YEARS HE AGREED
THERE WAS SOMETHING MEDICALLY WRONG WITH ME
SO, HE GAVE ME A CARD AND TOLD ME TO GO
"SEE THIS MAN! HE'S A REALLY GOOD NEURO!"
SO I SAW 'DR. DAN' -- HE RAN MANY TESTS
BEFORE BREAKING THE NEWS THAT I HAD
A MONSTEROUS DISEASE THAT COULD ESCULATE
EVERYTIME IT DECIDE I SHOULD EXACERBATE. I TOLD MYSELF THEN, THOUGH THE STEP WAS GIGANTIC I CAN GET THROUGH THIS SAIL ON THE MAN THE LIFE BOATS FOLKS! ITS GONNA BE A BUMPY RIDE! tlsh 06/10/2000 for Dr. Dan Botsford
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