Day one prompt was to write a tanka poem.
Medical Tanka
Oh, Doctor, Doctor
what is this that’s wrong with me
Am I gunna die?
Oh, Pain management you say
Okay. Two of these you say?
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Pain management does not mean he’s not gunna die…
Nice start!
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Thank you, Dale.
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lol nice!
reminds me of this:
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I swallowed
some of the Beloved’s sweet wine,
and now I am ill.
My body aches,
my fever is high.
They called in the Doctor and he said,
drink this tea!
Ok, time to drink this tea.
Take these pills!
Ok, time to take these pills.
The Doctor said,
get rid of the sweet wine of his lips!
Ok, time to get rid of the doctor
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🙂
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