The News
They said
There is this dread growing in my head
A fifty percent chance of being dead
No remedy but to cut it out
Squirming in my chair I scream and shout
In my silent parade
I am forced to act and play
That all is ok-

Hearing loss will be part of the cost
It makes sense all of this suspense
I am alive to share
The news and despair-

Photo: The removal, Azarel