Lucky Me

What a lucky fucker am I
that when that firework hit my eye
I didn’t die

And who even knew
that although you’re better off with two
that just one eye will do
just fine, you see
Lucky, lucky me

And when I got a killer disease
I got the sort they can cure with ease
if you please

Blackcurrant jam on toast with tea
Lucky, lucky me

This poem is included in the book, The Big J vs The Big C: issues, experiences and poems in the battle against breast cancer

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