Hospital waiting rooms
Aren't they fun!
Uncomfy chairs
That hurt your bum.
People waiting to be seen,
Feeling more scared
Than they seem.
Vending machines
With sweets and pop.
Healthy stuff's not
What they stock.
There's no coffee,
There's no tea,
There's no magazines
To read.
It is cold,
The air cons on!
And still the wait
Goes on and on.
Will it be
Good news or bad?
Will we cry
Or feel glad?
Get there early,
They'll run late.
This is the reason
Why we wait.
We understand,
But it is hard,
To not worry
That it's bad.
He says what will
Be will be.
I'm the support
Act you see.
Waiting long and
Praying hard,
Knowing not
What's on the cards.
And when they finally
Call him in,
They still don't know
What's causing him
To have large lumps
Beneath his skin.
So now they want
To cut it out,
To find out what
It's all about.
"I've lost my marbles"
He will say.
He lost them long
Before today!
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