none of the cards on the stationery
aisle said exactly what needed saying.
they offered only sweet platitudes:
wishing you well,
sending our prayers,
hoping for a speedy recovery.
i wanted a card that named names and
kicked ass:
that sonofabitch needed hanging!
who the hell do you think you are?
you deserved that broken tibia!
with a picture of daisies on the front.
Peace, people.
