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I think this may be impossible,
Even, mayhap, unbelievable…
I was sleeping, all peaceably,
A dream began, and sillily…
Although seemingly unlikely…
I knew I was having a seizure, really!
As I flew in the sky, inconceivable,
A pterodactylus sent by the Devil,
Attacked me, I was in trouble…
Then an eagle too, what a kerfuffle,
I’d lost an arm and a leg, pitiful!
I yodelled for help, desperately,
That was when the nurse woke me.
I took your photo, she said laugingly,
Pointing out that I looked pale & ghostly!
The after-seizure reflux rose, all acidity,
But I have two arms and legs, thankfully,
Hydrocephalus, or Peripheral Neuropathy?
Doreen Dementia, or plain insanity?
Was it neurological? Or nonsensical?
Maybe psychosis, anxiety or neurosal?
What caused this wasn’t perceptible,
That dream was certainly original,
Was it symbolic, or metaphorical?
The nurse indeed found it comical!
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I hope to do a better job of tomorrow’s blog.
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Not a good day.

Keep Well Each
I Fang You!