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at the hospital
At the hospital
I had an appointment
It appears my kidney is in a bad shape
Due to my diabetes.
Leaving with this glad tiding
I went the wrong way out
And was brutally stopped by a Nazi guard.
I pushed back
And we ended up in a fight
it was stopped by my nurse
Who whispered something in his ear?
He let go.
I needed a pee, he wouldnīt tell me
Where the toilet was
The revenge of the small people.
I took my penis out ready to pee on the floor.
They hastily showed me the loo.
The guard said: donīt be so impolite,
And I said do not ever touch me again
And made a Hitler salutation.
When this happened, my wife was sitting
In a waiting room trying to call a cab
I told her nothing.
The problem with diabetes it attacks the body
And the mind.
I had an appointment
It appears my kidney is in a bad shape
Due to my diabetes.
Leaving with this glad tiding
I went the wrong way out
And was brutally stopped by a Nazi guard.
I pushed back
And we ended up in a fight
it was stopped by my nurse
Who whispered something in his ear?
He let go.
I needed a pee, he wouldnīt tell me
Where the toilet was
The revenge of the small people.
I took my penis out ready to pee on the floor.
They hastily showed me the loo.
The guard said: donīt be so impolite,
And I said do not ever touch me again
And made a Hitler salutation.
When this happened, my wife was sitting
In a waiting room trying to call a cab
I told her nothing.
The problem with diabetes it attacks the body
And the mind.
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