When One is What’s Cooking.

Due to a little how-de-do
This here will be my daily view,
The car-park here
Is nice and near
The hospital I’m going to.

A big machine with lots of charms
That welcomes me with open arms;
Ten days will be
The score for me;
The prospect causes some alarms!

Three days since I began to go,
For seven more I need to show
Before the zap
Will cop a cap,
And then the next stage I may know.

It causes me misgivings grave
To cook within this microwave;
Is such an infraction
Nuclear reaction,
That indicates I’m not too brave?

But lying motionless is not
A thing that pleases me a lot,
When sessions close
I do suppose
Some great relief I will have got!

© February 2019 Colonialist