The doctor’s letter fell upon the table.I couldn’t comprehend the words I read.
Although my situation was quite stable,
I’d only one month left to live, it said.
Oh bother, I swore loudly with some feeling,
I suppose its time I took myself to bed.
And, shrugging, I stared upwards at the ceiling
That hid my deathbed lying overhead.
But then I read again that dreadful letter
And let a whoop that filled my wife with dread.
Suddenly I started feeling better,
As I saw the note was for my son instead.
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