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I just read an Aussie poem. It goes:
You're the Gold to my Coast, the Vegemite to my toast
The sea to the sand, the beer in my hand
The thong to my foot, the Rhonda to my Ketut
The kanga to my roo, the barbie to my q
The Wi to my Fi, the sauce on my pie
The harbour to my bridge, the lamingtons in my fridge
The heat to my rash, the grog to my stash
The Holden to my Ute …
And it got me thinking... The people on AN are some of the wittiest I've ever encountered. Perhaps we can make our own Nurses poem this way!
Shall I start?
You're the black pen to my chart
The stethoscope on my heart ... who wants to continue?
You're the tourniquet to my amputation,
The chair to my nurses station.
The Tegaderm to my IV,
The Belmont tubing for my bleed.
Who needs dermabond when I have you?
The finest medical grade glue.
You're the clamshell for my chest
Thoracotomy to my breast
You're the trachea for my tube
Passing it without the lube!
You're the tourniquet to my amputation,The chair to my nurses station.
The Tegaderm to my IV,
The Belmont tubing for my bleed.
Who needs dermabond when I have you?
The finest medical grade glue.
You're the clamshell for my chest
Thoracotomy to my breast
You're the trachea for my tube
Passing it without the lube!
F**** awesome!
There was a senior mod called Pixie
Who, also an RN was she (or he?)
Came to AN at night
Wrote a poem at first sight
And blew us away with poetic tricksy
No Stars In My Eyes
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You're the lancet to my finger,
You're a pain that often lingers.
You're the corns upon my toes,
The NG tube shoved up my nose.
You're the stench smelled every day,
Burnt popcorn from the microwave..