My husband had a kidney stoneIt’s made from calcium
Yeah that’s like bone
And when it passed
I’m just glad he was at home
My husband had a kidney stone
It looks like God Zillah
His kidney was its home
It took a month but
It finally fell into the throne
Sorry the picture is blury, I didn't have my cable to connect my camera, so I took a picture of my camera with my phone and sent it to myself.
Your beautiful poetry always brings a tear to my eye. More importantly...look! Steve's kidney stone is famous!
ReplyDeleteYAY! famous stones.
ReplyDeleteThis was so powerful, so moving... now I want a kidney stone of my own.
ReplyDeleteHow about you pick something else to get and I'll write a poem about that. I wouldn't wish a kidney stone on anybody. How about something harmless like a zit.
ReplyDeleteHe was on a hefty dose of Vocodin for the last month, and it was more uncomfortable the two days before, he didn't even really know it was coming out until he saw it in the bowl.
ReplyDeleteHooter! HAH
Dang. It ain't even purty. Ouch!
ReplyDeleteHaving a husband with famous stones is not all bad, Madge.
ReplyDeleteI know! I was hoping I could wrap it in wire and wear it as a charm, but not now that it's so ugly.
ReplyDeleteYou wrote the the F word, you wrote the F word, neener neener neener.
ReplyDeleteYou never write the F word.
Yeah, he wasn't a happy camper.
Madge, I was just copying Liz. She's a bad influence on me. But I love her. I don't use the F word very often. But once in a while, it has a great impact!
ReplyDeleteWe're all a bad influence on eachother. I like it that way. We're like a whirling dervish of cussary.
ReplyDeleteHey MWJ, I've been thinking about you, I was going to email you today, glad to see you're peering out from under the rock.
ReplyDeleteCha, he needs to get out and shake the money makers now that they're famous.
ReplyDeleteYou do not. You use it more than anybody I know.
ReplyDeleteWe're whirling all right! I guess it's tie to get dressed.
ReplyDeleteI meant to say "time" but "tie" works too if I wanted to wear one. But I don't.
ReplyDeleteTrue dat. True dat.
ReplyDeletejust around my wrists.
ReplyDeleteOh come on, Madge, we use the handcuffs and you do too.
ReplyDeleteNope, I'm always scared we're going to lose the key, but we always have scissors.
ReplyDeleteOH NO!! How painfully awful!
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