Witches cancer spell

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Thought this would make you smileRoflRofl cancer spell

(Macbeth style)

Add poisons, toxins and all things nasty

Claw and devour cells

Give them a good blasty 

Cracked skin and hairless head

Food that tastes of lead

Mix constant pills and lotions

Enough to fill an ocean

Make her pee red,

So tired and can't get out of bed

Insert a PICC line in her arm,

 will do her no harm.

Regardless of weekly cleans,

With endless hospital routines,

When using this handy device,

Blood tests will become quite nice.

Two boobs become one,

Mish them, mash them, this will be fun.

Turn one heavy and lumpy,

Make it hard and frumpy

Leave the other soft and buffer,

Then give her chemo and watch her suffer.

Hubble, bubble, toil and trouble

We thought together we could burst her bubble.

Although she is strong and fights hard,

She is also scared and will be scarred. 

A long battle is still to be fought,

Sometimes crying she maybe caught.

With family and friends like you by her side,

She will ride out this terrible tide.

Through her smiles and hope

She has shown she can cope

(Please ignore any bad grammarStuck out tongue)

Anonymous
  • Inspiring stuff. I'm imagining the witches and their veiled prediction of Great Birnam Wood advancing on Dunsinane Hill to vanquish the malignant forces of MacBreast cancer (apologies for the very poor play on words).

  • Haha, spent 20 years working in year 6, primary kids, and we do macbeth every year, and as kids have to write their own spells thought I would do mine, just how I felt at the time and it felt quite RofltRofl

  • That is great! It did make me laugh (and almost cry a little...'long battle'...'scared and scarred'). I could really relate to it! I do appreciate honesty on this journey. It gives me strength. It is so good to hear other people feeling the same as yourself and being honest about it. It is NO picnic! A lot of the stuff (especially on official medical sites) you read is very sanitised and difficult to relate to your own lived experience. Love to description of the implant - spot on! - 'tell it how it is', I say!

  • I love this! - really made me laugh (and cry a bit) in recognition.

  • This is great!!  & no bad grammar - it's called 'Poetic Licence'.  Cancer is total rot, but there's no reason we have to be all 'gloom & doom'.  During my 1st bout with the Big C, I was a bit ...weird during the rads.  I greeted my LINAC like a friend, then told the rad tech that I wanted to 'upgrade' to 'boyfriend status'.  I was all, 'Come on babe, u & me...'  The RT leans in & says, "He said, 'I'm happy to see you'."  Near the end of treatment, I accused my LINAC of cheating - I'd seen him out with a cute little MRI scanner.  We parted as friends.   I figured, the RTs probably don't get to smile much during their workday, so ... why not have some fun?  I was pleased that they joined in on the 'fun' (& perhaps a bit relieved they didn't commit me??) Hope you're doing better!!