I had an appointment with the surgeon,

That patched my busted knee and wrist.

 For a final set of X-rays

In case there's anything they missed.

So I saddled the silly filly,

Like I’d done two months before.

And this time when she came unglued,

I evened up the score.

Then I told the Doc, “I’m right as rain,

I already had my therapy.

I spent the morning chasing cows,

On the bronc that broke my knee!”

Mike Puhallo

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