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Thursday, November 13, 2014

Another Poem

B is for breasts, with which we're all born,


E is for entry wound, bruised and forlorn.


N 's for the needle that was stuck in my chest,


I is in biopsy, done on my left breast.

Here are both of Chelsea's, you pervs.


G is the good news I got on the phone,



N is for never skipping a mammogram.



I didn't say it was a GOOD poem.

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