As near as I can figure it
Is a whole lot of little 'bugs'
Sent coursing through your body
To find and devour
Other little 'bugs'
Already eating you up alive
Or mostly so.
Directed, yes, these 'chemo' soldiers,
But given free rein
To use their own judgement
In the 'divide and conquer' campaign.
There must be collateral damage
Because that is a lot of fire power!
So - CHEMOTHERAPY is WAR
And I'm the battlefield.
Let the brasses blare
And the drums roll!
tickety-yackety - yackety – yak
tickety-yackety - yackety – yak!
'HEADS UP! EYES FRONT!
SWING THOSE ARMS!
LIFT THOSE LEGS!
LEFT! RIGHT! LEFT! RIGHT!
HUP! HUP! HUP–ppity – ppity - HUP!
SING, YOU LAZY LUBBERS! SING!
'O HO! HO! AND A BOTTLE OF RUM!
WE'RE OUT TO GET YOU!
HERE WE COME!!!'
The question is: Who's singing?
Cynthia Buell Thomas, Oct. 31, 2018