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God's waiting room
He spoke assuredly,
Like he was God almighty,
His urged prescription was;
‘Caution’
Confusion momentarily reigned,
Until a ‘Wet Paint’ sign was seen.
With all the cut-backs;
It was easy to mistake
this porter for the hospital consultant.
Odd though, that a porter
should speak in such a way.
His prescription
unknown would have been the perfect counse...
Wednesday 16th March 2011 7:51 pm
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