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Sitting here
tensely watching the screen,
Listening intently
to both man and machine
Thinks life's
nothing more than figures and facts,
Juggling the
books, re-covering the cracks!
Numbers reducing
but time's moving on
Holding my breath
but feeling it's gone!
Try and be patient
- there's more in the queue
The next number
called could even be you!
The corridor's
dirty - there's sick on the floor
Sitting here
waiting is such a terrible bore!
With the stroke of
a pen one more is ticked off,
Can't hear the
tannoy because somebody coughed!
Heart now is
pounding - blood-pressure's high -
Can't seem to move
no matter how hard I try!
A hospital
corridor is not the best place to be
As I sit here and
play the NHS Lottery!
I feel there'll be
hell to pay and a big cover-up
As my life slips
away now that my numbers up!
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