I woke up this morning with the usual contingent of summer ailments, and it started to rhyme. I guess I got a visit from spirit this morning in the form of an old country singer - Johnny Cash. Sort of a white man's blues...
I'm hurt everywhere, man
I'm hurt everywhere, man
Messed up down there, man
I can't breathe the air, man
Of pain I've had my share, man
I'm hurt everywhere
I've got:
broke toes,
runnin nose
god didn't give me no pee hose.
poison ivy, broken feet, sore vagina, prickly heat.
arthritis, tendonitis, bursitis,
mosquito bites, termites, electrolytes,
melanoma, carcinoma, hematoma,
myopic, misanthropic, gender dysphori - opic.
Slipped a disk, but I'm Not allergic to shellfish!
I've got everything, man
I've got everything, man
Every disease that's rare, man
I cant breathe the air, man
Of pain I've had my share, man
I'm hurt everywhere
Current Mood:
sore
sore
hopeful
calm
chipper