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Ol’ Man Liver

Some people celebrate their birthdays for an entire month. I’d rather celebrate April Fool’s Day for 30 days. One day of humor is just not enough for me. Here is today’s offering…

Ol' Man Liver

Ol’ Man Liver

Yesterday’s rhyming exercise led me to river, which led me to this tasteless rendition of one of my favorite show tunes Ol’ Man River. It may tax any shred of credibility I have with the the hepatitis C community.

Ol’ Man Liver

(apologies to Oscar Hammerstein)

Ol’ man liver,
That ol’ man liver,
He must know something,
But don’t say nothing,
He just keeps growing
He keeps on growing again.

He makes that bile,
He makes those hormones,
And when he’s tired
and soon forgotten,
That ol’ man liver,
He just keeps growing again.

Big old liver keeps fighting that booze.
He stores, he sweats, he strains,
Body all aching, and racked with pain;
Make that bile
Tote that hep C
Don’t get drunk
or you land in hospice

Ol’ man liver,
That ol’ man liver,
He must know something,
But don’t say nothing,
He just keeps growing
He keeps on growing again.

I am just glad that Paul Robeson can’t read this from the grave…

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