Terter's Poem
(Lyme Literate Medical Doctor= LLMD)
Thanks to not having an LLMD,
Lymie Land is where I'll be...
Stuck inside this ditzy brain,
Can't remember my own name...
Aches and pains, I hurt all day.
Muscles, joints... don't waste away!
Antibiotics all around...
Pardon me while I feel down.
A miracle has come my way!
an LLMD has decided today...
To help me to find "the way"!
He's always there, to be sure,
To work with me to find a cure.
What comfort is my family,
And my insurance company!
How lucky do I have to be
With faith, and the secunty-
of all of these and an LLMD!
This poem was so much fun,
I just might write another one!
("forum" is the Lymenet Flash Board)
This is the greatest forum for Lyme-
I know, I post here all the time!
Tincup knows how to keep us in stitches
But she knows when to change the switches.
Knowledge she has lots, on ticks
And makes us laugh with all her tricks
I know I found the place for me
This will go down in history.
A place to learn, a place to vent,
In the field of Lyme, we are making a dent!
With deep regret I end my poem
Because I am not alone;
My kids are home from school on time...
if they new that I was talking about Lyme-
they'd kill me even though I rhymed!
terter