Poem 07 Chin up

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'We were worried about you, not seen you for a while.How's your tooth? Your gum? Your jaw? Still sore?'

'It's cancer.
It's in my jaw.'

'Ah. My brother, sister, neighbour's aunt, my colleague's friend, the local vicar, my daughter's nursery school teacher, old Mrs Smith at number six, the man who read the evening news, the president at my golf club, the old drunk down the local pub...and now I think...my first cat...
...they all died of that.

Well stay positive
And...chin up!
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Tuesday 10 November
10.45 pm
Responses to hearing I had cancer. Surprising how many people said 'chin up' whilst missing the irony.
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