My vaccine hub had called,
Asked me to take the jab.
At first I hummed and stalled,
Then rang and booked a cab.
It was very cold outside,
I’d never known it colder.
My bones had ossified,
And my nerves began to smoulder.
I coughed and gave a sneeze,
I couldn’t bear the cold.
The air was fit to freeze
The taxi’s exhaust manifold.
Of the needle I am scared,
But when I saw the size,
“I’ll take it”, I declared,
As I squeezed shut both my eyes.
“You’ll just feel a little prick”,
The nurse she said to me,
And I suddenly felt sick,
All I wished to do was flee.
Now in my upper limb,
Since I went behind that screen,
I am full up to the brim
With tetrafluoroethylene.
In fact I had the Pfizer
The other – my waking dream;
It didn’t really happen
So now I’m back on theme.
Roland's Ragbag 