I HOPE I'M NOT ON THE NAUGHTY LIST
As for my heart...Their checking it once
Their checking it twice.
Theirs nothing wrong with it,
But it doesn't feel right.
My mind gets befuddled,
As I walk down the road.
My legs fail too work,
I fall on the ground.
That's when I feel,
My heart shutting down.
As my blood starts pumping,
My body starts coming round.
I don't no what is going on
Then again I guess I never do.
But if they find it is my heart,
Then I guess that I am screwed.
My heart beats nice and strong,
Think my valves may have gone.
For if they find that their blocked,
Then that maybe what is wrong.
If they cannot save me,
I'm thankful for my life.
For my wonderful children,
Including my lovely wife.
As it's close to Christmas,
Time may not be on my side.
Santa's checking his list,
To see if I've been naughty or nice.
For all that are reading this,
As my time in hospital draws near.
There's one thing that I'd like to do,
That's to wish you all a Merry Christmas.
And at this time of year.
For all you expecting mum's,
As your time draws near,
I'd like to share one thing with you;
Have a very nappy new year.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2025-12-21 at 00:03
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