I went to the doctor,
with chronic indigestion,
I asked him why, he said
"that's a good question".
It could be an ulcer,
it could be a bug,
or it could be the lettuce,
you ate with your slug.
It could be all the fat
that you eat every day.
"where exactly is the pain
and does it ever go away?"
He had a good grope
and he had a little fumble.
I felt so embarrassed
when my guts began to rumble.
He said "the problem's clear,
Too much weight you've put on.
It's a hiatus hernia -
I'll prescribe some Gaviscon"
"Take 10mls with each meal
and then wait and see.
If that doesn't work
it's a gastroscopy!"
Author notes
I'm actually waiting on a gastroscopy, a tube called an endoscope (with camera) goes down my gullet so doc can see what's wrong - yuk!
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Comments
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Yes, what is gastroscopy?
Is it where they shove that spy glass up your bottom? 
Oh, PLeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaasssssssssssssssseeeeeeeeeeee! I hope you do okay. I love your poem, and wish you well. 
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What is a gastroscopy? it sounds bloody awful. x
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