Ode to Candy the Nurse

I was visting my uncle Thom
In a hospital in Zi-On
Shooting the bull and watching the drip
When Candy came over to hear of my trip

“Africa,”? she surmised
“I hope that your life is not compromised”
“Why thank you Candy”, I happily thought
And then she continued, and de-light she brought.

“Oh, yes,” she said, “those needles are long”
speaking of shots I will get be strong (in Africa, that is).
“That will inflict, a great deal of pain…
something like being hit in the arm with a train”

Candy, wide eyed and honest as peas,
Thank you for the comfort in your expertise.
This is an ode to you, Candy the nurse
I appreciate the image, I’m feeling quite worse.