Bell's Palsy Xii - On Dort Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Bell's Palsy Xii - On Dort



Numb, number seven optic nerve
from sacred mission seemed to swerve,
no forewarning was observed,
nor premonition ere encore.

Facial features paralysed,
symetry quite jeopordized,
lip and eye anaesthetized,
and no volition, so 'on dort'.

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