The Big, Bad, Biopsy

To all the ladies reading this
It’s really not so bad,
The nurses hear are wonderful,
The best I’ve ever had.

They’ll take you through and sit you down
Or lay you on the bed,
So worry not and calm those thoughts
Running round your head.

It really is no different
Than in the dentists chair,
A little jab with the needle
And then you’re almost there.

You’ll hear some clicks – six or seven,
Sounds like a child’s toy gun,
A little dab here, a plaster there
And that’s the job all done.

Why do we worry needlessly?
The things we put ourselves through,
So pat yourself on the back,
Oh… and don’t forget the doctor too!