Heart-Lung Machine Poem by jerry hughes

Heart-Lung Machine



I'm told it'll keep me alive,
although I'll be clinically dead
when they open up my chest,
pull my ribcage apart,
and replace a stuffed section of my
ascending aortia with a dacron graft.

Guaranteed for 10 years or 120 months,
whichever comes first.
Big plus!
No oil change or filter necessary.
How good is that?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Herbert Nehrlich1 26 April 2008

Should have opted for robosurgeons, Jerry. Smaller incision (about 2.5 inches! And you won't be clinically dead mate, you are bordering on the immortal already. H

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Alison Cassidy 26 April 2008

It's an old Aussie maxim. When the going gets tough, you might as well laugh. Clever poem. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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