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Jan 2022
I was twenty
when a ball hit the tip of my pinky.

The doc put a thin piece of metal in it,
an attempt to straighten.

Every bang on it
hurts me today.
Reminding me
winter's here,
and the metal
gets o so cold.

I said to my wife
after she crushed her foot,
and in surgery
they put in bolts and screws
telling her it can be removed
once it heals.

Now she vacillates.

If I can be
so bold
I say
remove it.

Don't put anything
in your body
you can't
**** out.
true story
Irving MacPherson
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