You think you've got troubles !
Well, so do I
My sight is impaired
From a constant stye
My complexion is rough
Like Attila the Hun's.
My nose is athletic......
It always runs.

You say, you have problems !
Now, hear some of mine !
I think I"m approaching
The end of the line.
My right side is hurting.....
That's appendicitis.
My joints are ALL aching....
Doc says,"That's arthritis"

My toenails are long...
Like my dog's.. his name's Rover
But I can't clip 'em,
Cause I can't bend over !
My dentist said,
"Son,I want you to know....
Your teeth are OK....
But your gums gotta go !!"

I know you have aches,
And some minor pain
Try one of my headaches
It's called a "Migraine."
When you wake up tomorrow
Little sister, Dee,
Just thank God 
That you don't feel like me
Author Nick Condos

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