ODE TO SIGGY
I'm feeling empty, lonely and sad,
I miss my Sigmoid Colon man.
He had a place inside my gut,
Until my insides they did cut.
Poor Siggy has been thrown away,
Upon the dumpster floor he lay,
Until the trashman took him away.
He was taken on top a hill,
To the stinky, dirty, landfill.
He didn't deserve a fate like that ,
Where he will attract bugs, flies, and rats.
They will feast upon his skin,
And all his innards, from within.
How could I have done such a thing,
To someone that was part of me.
hummm......
You know, as I take time to reflect,
I remember my life was nearly wrecked.
Because of you I was in pain,
Sometimes I thought I'd go insane.
I change my mind I don't feel bad,
Not even a little tiny bit sad.
So, heres to you my Sigmoid Colon,
I got rid of you because you were swollen.
5 comments:
Bravo! I feel so inspired by your genius!
This poem was too funny!
I hope Siggy appreciates all you did for him over the years.
I mourn with you.
Oh my! I hope the insanity isn't hereditary!!
funny!
wow, even though that was really odd it was brillant poetry
Thank you Sonya!!! And you didn't think I had any talent, ha ha.
Now I know where Sonya gets her poetry writing ability. Ask her about the poem she wrote when I had my butt cut.
Post a Comment