...the day, the stress test is nigh,
one things for sure, I'm not gonna do it high.
They will inject me with radio-active dye,
and take photos with a 'plug-in' robotic eye.
Oh, the fun we get, as we grow old,
but the test is better than be covered with mold;
before I go to get that, I'm going to take a walk,
just a short three miles, at that I won't balk.
So, as I tread the mill, I will have happy thoughts,
like shooting the operator, with some double-aughts!
No, that's not right, it may be an innocent,
so...I won't show up, they'll wonder where I went.
Enjoy you day!
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