By
Bud Lemire
I can tell you one thing, my arm sure is sore
It feels like a snake bit me, and that snake is still there
Constant pain down my arm, as for pain, I've had my share
I went to see my Doctor, she sent me to therapy
Now I am exercising, and putting ice on me
I wonder if I'll have to eat Elbow Macaroni too
I wonder how long it'll take, before I'm through
I can feel that pain in the back of my shoulder
With that ice that I'm using, it sure is colder
They gave me a list of things I'm suppose to do
I never played Tennis, at least not that I knew
People have told me, you can get it from many things
Life and its activities, and whatever it brings
Maybe I took too many pictures, and now I'm paying the price
Or played too many games, where I was throwing the dice
I thought I did this, while asleep one night
Woke up and felt pain, like someone beat me in a fight
Or maybe while grocery shopping, my heavy backpack did this to me
Whatever the case, I wish to set this pain free
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