Bees’ Knees

Of knees, I have two

Symmetrically, left and right

Please, don’t fail me now

My body ages

A kink here, another there

Knees are first to go

So I limp and gimp

Groaning from hither to yon

Do bees’ knees suffer?

So I tweaked my left knee somehow on Saturday, and I’ve been hobbling around feeling sorry for myself. I’m sure it just needs a bit of rest. Maybe I should elevate it and drink wine.

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

11 thoughts on “Bees’ Knees”

    1. Ouch is fitting, but then you know all about knee pain. My husband has very little sympathy for me since he hobbled around on really bad knees for years before having replacement surgery. He tells me to just rub some dirt on it—that’s our old joke. Hurt your elbow? Rub some dirt on it. Poke your eye out? Rub some dirt on it. Not practical medicine, but always good for a laugh.

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