Cheers #poem

“And no alchohol for twenty four hours before your surgery.”

I’m pretty sure she’s a grandmother

Sounds like a good one

She should know we don’t listen

I wrote with a blue pen
the drop off and pick up
time

Provided I wake up

“Matt! Stop messing with me.
What time is your surgery!”

I walked away
deflated

It was a good story
if she hadn’t rushed it

I’ll be dropped off

They’ll cut into me

And I’ll walk out
into this Covid World

It’s time for another beer
I have surgery tomorrow

-M. Taggart

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