Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay back in time, when this blog went by a different name using the old Misty Look theme (well, July 2011, but considering this blog only started in 2010 it’s almost as waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay back as one can go!) I posted this as I had a particularly bad knee that day.
I haven’t got a bad knee today, but thought it would be nice to dust the cobwebs off this old post and send it out into the wide weird web once again.
For those who may be interested, I think the rhyme worked as I don’t remember the knee aching since. Everywhere else, yes, but not the knee…
I proudly present “Ode to an aching knee”
Oh, knee, I ask thee why must thou throb
Whence I stand and walk or hobble
’Tis fine whilst seated and after several steps
So why must thou caust me trouble?
A heat you bring within my leg
A warmth that’s not so fair
Whence I happen perchance to walk
A steppe or two from here to over there
I ask thee knee, nay I beg of thee,
To help me on my way
I have no need for thee to throb,
So take thy pain away.
Oh, knee, kind knee, strong knee of mine,
I’m grateful for thy support
You’re part of me so you must know
The pain that brought these thoughts
My mind it says the pain has gone
My mind says this is true
My body agrees and all is well
Apart from the throb from you.
The Mansionic Perspective 
I guess it worked! I also talk to various extremities, usually my hands when they don’t cooperate.
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I think they listen, Cheryl.
They most probably don’t act, but I’m sure they listen…!
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Very good! I can imagine many people nodding and agreeing with your apt poem! Cheers.
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Thanks Joy.
The things we have to do! 😀
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Lol, I love this! You are a bit of an enigma to me Tom. Sometimes I think your young and then other times I think your much older than you probably are. 🤔
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Hehehe! 😀 Moi? Enigmatic??? 😀
Elaine, I haven’t aged a day since I was 24. Sometimes, I too think I’m young… and other days I feel much older than I probably should be. 😀
And thank you. (It’s the creating that keeps me young, don’t you know. Well that, and the Elixir of Youth I have stashed in a bottle under the sink in the Kitchen!)
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I can relate to this poem! 🙂
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Ouch!
Eugenia… here’s to GOOD KNEES! 😀
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This perfectly sums up my knees after a few hours on the allotment. I also talk to them but I don’t think they listen 😂
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Hehehe.
They do listen, Claire. They pretend not to notice, but they listen!
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Like children 😂
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Oh yes…!
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Been there Tom! 🙂 ❤
These days it is usually my hips, but Volterol is a God Send!!! 🙂 ❤
Blessed Be!!! 🙂 ❤
Prenin.
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I’ve been using Tiger Balm, Prenin. Smells lovely.
Volterol is the next stage up! 😀
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