THANK YOU TO THE NURSES OF WARD "T"
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We came to the Ward,
One April night.
Diane with her spirits,
As high as a kite.
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However a fever,
Quickly took hold,
And into room nine,
The bed was rolled.
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Ten days from the date,
We are on our way out.
Holding our baby,
Who's getting quite stout.
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Thanks for your help,
To all of the nurses,
I'm writing this poem,
Of four little verses.
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T. J. Gowdyk 83-04-28 ( 5)
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