The bar has been raised. My sweetie contributed most of the first multi-stanza rhyme:
I is for Ice.
Cold packs in my freezer
I use day and night
On parts of my body
That don't feel quite right.
They ache and they swell
When I use them a lot.
So much inflammation -
And then they feel hot.
So now at day's end
Ice and I are good friends -
While it does me no harm,
Now I cannot get warm.
'Cause normal is probably not the best goal. Some of us insist on keeping our sense of humor and irreverence while trying to evolve.
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