Esra Sloblock - A Painful Week

When I received my ailment
In bed on t'back the day was spent
With fizzog throbbing good and hard
A real bad germ had marked my card

'I'll get the doc' said ex wife Trace
Unable to look me in t'face
So off she went to use the phone
And left me lying all alone (aw)

The doc he came to have a see
What best to do for poor old me
'Tha'art lookin' rough around the gills,
Tha'd better take this pile of pills'

As my face fills up with ooze
There's no relief, I'm banned from booze
Until one day, my patience gone
The lump in't face had a big head on

I was getting grief a plenty
I had to make this big thing empty
I made base camp above my mouth
And then attacked it from the south

The pressure nearly made me sick
A swift incision did the trick
Relief did flow across my face
Along with goo all over t'place

And now I'm well, the pain did go
There is one thing that I now know
I have resolved to make a plan
No more to look like th'Elephant Man

Esra Sloblock

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