Oh lord!

Oh lord won’t you send me a body that benz!
All the able bodied, are really not my friends
They secretly scoff, and call me those names
Oh lord won’t you send me a body that benz!

Oh lord won’t you send me a back that won’t hurt!
My friends don’t understand it and are really are quite curt
They say it’s a figment of my little brain
Oh lord won’t you send me a back that won’t hurt!

Dear lord, my knees hurt, they’re all swollen up!
The doctors won’t help me, unless I let them cut
They don’t understand that it really won’t help
Dear lord, my knees hurt, they’re all swollen up!

I’d never wish you ill dear, I really would not!
But you’ve got to listen, I’m unable to squat
You think you’re a doctor, you really are not
Oh lord, please send her a pain in her butt

And now I will thank you for all of the things
That help to distract me while my ears do ring
Coffee, and coffee and my CBD
Oh lord, I do thank you for these little things!

~RuthScribbles~