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The song of the bruise

I get the blues when I get 
Bruise It’s never good news.
When you get a bruise
When you go on a cruise
And drink to much booze
Then you fall and get a bruise
That’s the song of the bruise

Let’s all sing a song
Of the bruise maybe
It’s a blues song
The sun will shine
When I take a walk
And then the fog 
Come in and i fall
Over a log so I 
Call someone for help
As I lay here I can hear
A whippoorwill as I lay
Here very still and now
There is a chill from the fog
That’s the song of the bruise.

 

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Marion

Great write Greg x

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Neville

Simply smashing sir :) 

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Neville

Its still simply smashing Greg plus worthy of the pin, five stars and a bloomin BIG like :) 

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RG

The bruise blues 🎶 , great write Greg! 

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Neville

Just checking to see if the bruise was still present .. and yes it still is .. that's swell :)

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Greg Etsell

Ha ha Neville 
no, the bruises are gone
That was back in January
but if you want to know
I just had a colonoscopy
And an upper endoscopy
Which means they went down both ways. Ha ha. Everything is fine there. Have a good day. They did find five polyps.
Nothing to be concerned about
And don’t have to go back for three years. Happy days from me

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Neville

Ouch .. I am glad to hear that all is well Greg .. you must be so relieved .. Please send my regards to your internal organs sir :) 

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