Unfortunately I\'m off to the doctors
For a check on my wonky knee
It feels like its getting better
Lets hope its good news for me
I hobble into the surgery
And squeeze myself into a chair
An older man next to me just sneezed
And now its all in my hair
The lady to my other side
Gave me this awful glare
Dont know what that was about
Looking at the state of her hair
Poor old boy sitting opposite me
Has his jumper on inside out
Even wearing bright green flipflops
I\'m guessing he might have gout
Two small kids are screaming
Receptionist tells them to hush
The mother oblivious to it all
As She\'s playing Candy Crush
Receptionist calls out Mr Smellie
You can go in now door number three
Oh no! I couldn\'t help but snigger
Not amused puts two fingers up at me
All in all not a bad morning
At the doctors surgery
Good to get out and meet people
And it was good news about my knee