Ward 6

by Cathy Buburuz

Today in group
I shared the details
of my childhood
and the new kid
tossed his cookies
on Doc Johnson’s shoes
...regurgitated scrambled eggs
ain’t pretty on a Monday morning.

Doc says they’ll be no more TV,
that from here on in
we’ll concentrate on our ownselves
without distractions
from Oprah, Jerry Springer,
and Martha Stewart
...life without entertainment
can be a real drag.

Babs and Jake
hosted a poker game after group;
Babs lost her dentures
to a full house
but it didn’t bother her
one iota
...it annoys me to watch Babs eat,
it does so.

During lunch, that old coot
who killed his wife and kids
got a hold of Nurse Elsie Rigby
and gnawed off her ear;
he had the full house
and took the pot
...blood and macaroni,
macaroni and blood.

Imagine that,
a full house
dealt by a man
with just half a deck.