It won't grow
Says a nurse
But I don't have hysterics
A large piece of my finger
I put to hand and bandage tightly
Ocasionally I unroll to see
That the middle clings somehow
But the sides are loose
Like everything
Finally there it is
I had it my own way
The nurse shrugs her shoulders
Simply you are lucky, sir
No, my dear nurse
I simply don't follow stupid advice