Since I'm here I'll write a poem,
Started now but where's it going?
Joy of love and pain of gout
Is what true art should be about.
I do love thee, know it well,
Love is lovely, gout is hell,
Fain would kiss thy sweet appendages
But my leg is swathed in bandages,
I would chase thee swift and quick
Though I hobble with a stick,
I would drink thee to the dregs,
Then I'd steal your pretty legs,
Come and stroll beneath the trees,
I just need some working knees,
Call the parson, bring the surgeon,
Love doth blossom, gout doth burgeon,
Lovers' tryst and cripple's curse,
Marry me and be my nurse.
Comments
Ewan | May 29, 2009 - 15:31
Now you know that urea crystal build-up is the cause of gout,
SO STOP TAKING THE PISS!
Or start, then you won't have gout.
LOL
Ewan
threeleafshamrock | May 29, 2009 - 22:52
Haha, love it! laughing out loud (never seen the point in laughing silently), good stuff.
Chris ;)
Jupiter | June 3, 2009 - 20:58
Very clever FTSE, like it a lot. For me the most entertainingly menacing lines are :
"I would drink thee to the dregs,
Then I'd steal your pretty legs"
Wish I'd written them ;)
Perhaps I'll join in the theft and nick and remould later ;D lol
lenchenelf | June 17, 2009 - 00:51
Still chuckling at this, thank you atb Lena
boromir | June 18, 2009 - 15:11
Laughing despite my own swollen toe! Thank goodness for diclofenac.
FTSE100 | June 19, 2009 - 00:27
And I'm reading your comments in spite of my puffed up eyes (hay fever, I think). Thanks for your kind comments everybody!
Paul
lenchenelf | June 19, 2009 - 09:40
I believe it is accepted practice to bring fruit to the bedside :-)
http://www.ars.usda.gov/is/AR/archive/may04/cherry0504.htm
Get well soon atb lena
Highhat | March 22, 2013 - 22:35
Gout snout it's all about