Pain, To Which Most People Complain Poem by David Darbyshire
Pain, To Which Most People Complain
There are many types of Pain
Which everyone can Obtain
From a poke in the Eye
To a bruised Thigh
But the best pains of All
Are the ones we Recall
Like Mothers giving Birth
Or someone falling to Earth
All pain is in the Mind
To this we are Confined
There is something I believe In
And that is a Jar of Aspirin
And what do you know about birth-pains, exactly, Davey? lol. Singing to you, Gina.
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4/23/2024 6:19:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Brill. Loved the ending. Big hugs Anna xxx