My Strengths of the " little monster"

This is a poem on Parkinson's Disease


Tremors they call it and I feel none
Because here's a secret I am all done
Tremors I feel every now n then
Thanks to Mr. Parki I can sway like a hen

My taste buds sense nothing now that's
So cool,
'Cuz Aunt Mary would offer me a lot more
Pies as she'd fall for my drool

"My yards stinking with snowy's poop"
"I can't change the dyper 'Cuz gosh it stinks"
And more complaints I hear
well here's One for youll I DON'T CARE I'd do it all with a smile,
Thanks to Mr. Parki I smell nothing from
near or a mile

You wear those heels and cannot walk straight,
Well girl take tips 'Cuz I'm on
Flats and I can pull it off looking like a
penguin

You can be rude to me
You can tease me with words
You can say a million things at
I'd still forgive you
Thanks to Mr. Parki I'm just forgetfull

I cannot draw a straight line
Yes it's the fact
But I can draw curves that every woman
desires ,

Thanks to Mr. Parki I'm unique
My speech, my posture, my writing,
My face, my smile, my frown, my fingers
My poop,
I'm unique in all ways and yes I'm special
What did I hear "A CURE" well that's
Hilarious it's only gonna be a dream
for life

Thanks to Mr. Parki I'm awesome as I am I shall not fear for the worst to come
Do not throw me sympathy 'Cuz
You need it more than me
So stop cribbing of what you Don
Have and live life king size.........

SITARA NAIDU

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