C is for Chemo
H ell, that just kind of sucks
E is for Elmo
M y he is making big bucks
Trying again today…
There once was a concoction called chemo
It’s a bit like that fish they call Nemo
To do good is his plan
Ya, some things get out of hand
But happy endings are the result of his schemo.
okay.. that’s improving in attitude..
Like a swashbucklin’ Cap’n Jack Swallow,
Causing havoc that’s a bit hard to follow,
But despite his drunken swaggering way,
He akwats wubs… or I could actually put my fingers on the right keys and say,
He always wins in the most adventurous ways.
Definately a movie theme happening here.
My ‘signature’ poetry is bad.. You should see what
my family have put up with on birthday cards.
I’m proud of how bad it is.
I welcome your small and crappy really bad
poetry or even good poetry!
ps. the series of events that leads me to
write bad poetry is here if you’d like to
know what the heck has led me to write
bad poetry about chemo!