Thursday, August 18, 2016

Among her list of complaints about him,
He forgot to sleep in the mood.
And as she wept, knowing
There were no more seasons of CSI
Recorded on the DVR to binge upon,
She wondered what the poor folks were doing,
And then she dried her eyes.

There was no sense crying over spilt
Mercurochrome.
Even if the FDA has banned it,
Something else will come along
That stings just as badly,
That's just as ineffective,
And just as dangerous
As putting traces of mercury right on an open wound.

-jenn

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