For E.L.
A guy named Eric, in Venice,
Richly aware of the menace—
Afflicted with piles,
He moved without smiles,
And damn near gave up on tennis.
Though he walked much like an android
(He suffered from chronic hem’rrhoids!),
The doctors came through,
They fixed him like new,
And now he just grins when he voids.
(10/02/08)