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Hurting Head To Toe

Posted by CFMBabs , 29 January 2007 · 789 views

I'm hurting from head to toe and a little bit in between
And I'm feeling very sorry for myself, life can be so mean
My teeth are hurting and keeping me awake, my hemorrhoids in full bloom
Try going to the toilet when everyone's left the room
It really makes me wonder how I ever go at all
I never eat a morsel my appetite's so small
And yet I produce a parcel, not easy by any means
I wish I could get stuffed on fiber filled baked beans!

I went along to the dentist -- Dick Turpin wore a mask!
He twiddles a little molar then for the money he does ask
This fee is quite extortionate, he sure knows how to extract
I'm not talking molars here just money to be exact
I came home with just a filling but it somehow felt much worse
The money that weighed so heavy was now minus in my purse
There ought to be a law that gives your treatment for free
My dentist is a rich man--- yeah! all because of me.
My teeth yearn to be perfect, to shine and stand out a mile
Whilst my body needs attention, all that will be left is my smile

So typical of me with priority I have trouble putting myself first
So full of silly stories and life experiences to burst
And all my friends are laughing true to my expense
I've built around my heart the strongest tallest fence
And as I sit here with my tin of cream waiting for the push
I have my suppository ready for my little tush
Is life with scleroderma, the same for one and all?
Constantly hitting a daily imaginary wall
Philosophy is the word of the day as I sit upon the loo
I've nothing else to occupy myself, nothing else to do
Funny how you get deep in thought waiting for a p....

It's going on 10 am and I really must make a start
And if nothing happens shortly from the bathroom I must part
So many things to do today and not enough precious time
So here I must depart my friend and end this sorry rhyme
I come away disgruntled with nothing more than wind
And another spent suppository down the pipe, binned!
For now I'll do the housework through all the dreaded pain
I'll make another effort this afternoon again!

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