Ode to Attacker of Staff: A Poetic Statement

 

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As I look into the pool of blue, I can’t help but think of you.

That aura about you is one of a kind, you’re a pain in our butt when you’re out of your mind.

The drugs and alcohol surely can’t account for this all,

When this never happened I can’t recall.

You are foul, filthy and are downright mean to those who came to the scene.

For all the EMTs, medics and nurses you hit,

You proved you are a piece of sh!*.

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