The "Hotel Melanoma" moniker is a metaphor for living with my particular brand of cancer. Except for those lucky few of us deemed "cured", all we cancer survivors are guests of one of the many, many branded hotels in the "Hotel Carcinoma" chain. We can check out any time we like, but we can never leave. Meanwhile, let's be livin' it up; and please support cancer education, prevention, and treatment research.

Tutu Brothers

Monday, January 30, 2012

Crime & Punishment

Would anyone else like to sentence Dr. Oz to a dose of his own ‘medicine’? Quack. Before committing libel, I’ll sign off with some new lyrics to “Burning Down The House” by the Talking Heads…

Watch out
You might get what you’re after!
Fool UV’s
Rays are not a danger?
Burning Dr. Oz!

Hold tight
Wait 'til your party's over
Hold tight
You're in for skin like leather
Burning Dr. Oz!

Here's your ticket, pack your bag time for jumping on C’s board
Transportation is here!
Close enough but not too far, maybe you'll know where you are
Hotel M’s your pyre!

All wet
Hey, you might need a raincoat!
Bake brown
C’s stalking in bright tan light
Burning Dr. Oz!

I was thrust into this place, sometimes I pity for myself
Kinda stuck in worst place!
Doctors who I pay to work; say boomer what did you expect?
Gonna learn Black C’s game!

Burning Dr. Oz!

This Oz
Knows not of the oncology
That's right
Try not to hurt somebody

Burning Dr. Oz!

More medical facts for retort and you have not been truthful yet
Hotel M sticks together!
I don't know what you expect, blare crap from my TV set
Fighting liars with fire!

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