His Majesty's Service

His Majesty's Service

A Poem by Gillzy

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I think we're losing him.

Then let us tuck him in
In layers of love.
And bring him lots of warm
Cups of cuddles.
On the telly, switch to some
Get well watching.
And don't forget to mop his brow
With a kind cloth of caring.

Don't worry, petal,
I'll get you better.
I have one final thing:
These medicated kisses
Will work through your body,
And you'll be right as rain
In no time.

And remember, should you need me...
All you have to do is ask,
And I'll come running
To be at your side
With my helpful hands of healing.


© 2008 Gillzy

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Added on August 7, 2008
Last Updated on August 7, 2008



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