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MEDICAL TESTS

by @richard-anthony-sattanni

GOD it's hard getting old- Bad medical news I'VE been told- First a hip replacement-I did fine- Now had blood tests-they say are mine- I never seem to catch a break- Bad luck with each breath I take- GOD why me I ask myself- While I place my bills upon my shelf- Medical issues to deal with every day- Instead of being happy in every way- AT age seventy two heed my advise- TO your doctors do be nice- Otherwise you too could get bad news -And could share bad medical views- THE END
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