A Gripe Of My Plight

I had my injection before,

I travelled there in my car,

It is not that much of a chore

As it is not that far.

I don’t like needles that much

As they can hurt to the touch,

I’m glad I’ll be off them soon

As I’m not acting like a loon. 

I got praised by a pretty female

Who has read a chapter of my novel,

She gave me ten out of ten

And copied it to read again.

I saw my friend at the centre

And shared some friendly banter. 

© Andrew Stevenson 05/12/2017

 

A sonnet.

 

Please note, I don't mind taking medication, but in tablet form, and not injections, which leave me feeling tired most of the time.

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.