THE TALE OF THE ELECTRIC NEEDLE

Something like this - not quite as large - left hand

My hands hurt, they are black and blue,

what in the world did that doctor do?
He started up his diagnostic machine;
he had no honest thought of being mean.

 

He poked and he prodded with needles so small,
one would have thought they were nothing at all.
But when the electricity flowed they came alive,
he turned up the juice, I jumped, no jive.

 

He did my arms, my hands and my neck,

and today some of them hurt like heck!

I'll do no writing while this stuff goes on,

but it shouldn't be long, please check…I'm not gone.