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NURSE KRACHET I’m scared to speak too loud So I’ll whisper, just in case That nasty nurse Miss Krachet Comes in and shows her face She’s quite a nasty woman And looks just like a witch Her face and nose both posses This long and gnarly stitch She walks around limping Unsupported by a broom She has this air about her Must think she’s Heidi Klum I asked her for my ***** When I once had to *** She said, get it yourself You won’t get it from me But I’m confined to bed, I said So I can’t go nowhere She said, **** off old man And that’s no lie, I swear When she left, I asked my roomy To get me that pissy *** I had waited for so long I had to **** a lot I filled it up, right to the top The next move quite the chore Since I couldn’t bend or stretch too far I barely made the floor As time went by, I forgot Where that *** now rested So when nurse Krachet, walked right in Her anger, soon was tested Up to my bed, she sauntered Thus did not see the spot Where I had put that silly thing Until she kicked that *** It all splashed out, on her foot The floor, her socks and shoes And then her face, turned bright red Which did, just me amuse I marveled at how nicely Things sometimes turn out She got herself, all ****** on But didn’t even shout Since then I’m keeping quiet My mouth closed really tight I don’t want her to come around And get into a fight So I’m holding, everything I have Remembering what she said And hoping that her shift will end Before I **** my bed My bowels will soon let loose So I’m praying to high heaven Now that it’s, six fifty nine Her shift will end, at seven BOEMS BY JA 280 Written in hospital 2014
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Aug 30, 2016
Aug 30, 2016 at 9:53 AM UTC
HOSPITAL TAILS #8
NURSE KRACHET I’m scared to speak too loud So I’ll whisper, just in case That nasty nurse Miss Krachet Comes in and shows her face She’s quite a nasty woman And looks just like a witch Her face and nose both posses This long and gnarly stitch She walks around limping Unsupported by a broom She has this air about her Must think she’s Heidi Klum I asked her for my ***** When I once had to *** She said, get it yourself You won’t get it from me But I’m confined to bed, I said So I can’t go nowhere She said, **** off old man And that’s no lie, I swear When she left, I asked my roomy To get me that pissy *** I had waited for so long I had to **** a lot I filled it up, right to the top The next move quite the chore Since I couldn’t bend or stretch too far I barely made the floor As time went by, I forgot Where that *** now rested So when nurse Krachet, walked right in Her anger, soon was tested Up to my bed, she sauntered Thus did not see the spot Where I had put that silly thing Until she kicked that *** It all splashed out, on her foot The floor, her socks and shoes And then her face, turned bright red Which did, just me amuse I marveled at how nicely Things sometimes turn out She got herself, all ****** on But didn’t even shout Since then I’m keeping quiet My mouth closed really tight I don’t want her to come around And get into a fight So I’m holding, everything I have Remembering what she said And hoping that her shift will end Before I **** my bed My bowels will soon let loose So I’m praying to high heaven Now that it’s, six fifty nine Her shift will end, at seven BOEMS BY JA 280 Written in hospital 2014
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