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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508220" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Bessie's Boil</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Says I to my Missis: "Ba goom, lass! you've something I see, on your mind."<br>Says she: "You are right, Sam, I've something. It 'appens it's on me be'ind.<br>A Boil as 'ud make Job jealous. It 'urts me no end when I sit."<br>Says I: "Go to 'ospittel, Missis. They might 'ave to coot it a bit."<br>Says she: "I just 'ate to be showin' the part of me person it's at."<br>Says I: "Don't be fussy; them doctors see sights more 'orrid than that."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So Misses goes off togged up tasty, and there at the 'ospittel door<br>They tells 'er to see the 'ouse Doctor, 'oose office is Room Thirty-four.<br>So she 'unts up and down till she finds it, and knocks and a voice says: "Come in,"<br>And there is a 'andsome young feller, in white from 'is 'eels to 'is chin.<br>"I've got a big boil," says my Missis. "It 'urts me for fair when I sit,<br>And Sam (that's me 'usband) 'as asked me to ask you to coot it a bit."<br>Then blushin' she plucks up her courage, and bravely she shows 'im the place,<br>And 'e gives it a proper inspection, wi' a 'eap o' surprise on 'is face.<br>Then 'e says wi' an accent o' Scotland: "Whit ye hae is a bile, Ah can feel,<br>But ye'd better consult the heid Dockter; they caw him Professor O'Niel.<br>He's special for biles and carbuncles. Ye'll find him in Room Sixty-three.<br>No charge, Ma'am. It's been a rare pleasure. Jist tell him ye're comin' from me."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So Misses she thanks 'im politely, and 'unts up and down as before,<br>Till she comes to a big 'andsome room with "Professor O'Neil" on the door.<br>Then once more she plucks up her courage, and knocks, and a voice says: "All right."<br>So she enters, and sees a fat feller wi' whiskers, all togged up in white.<br>"I've got a big boil," says my Missis, "and if ye will kindly permit,<br>I'd like for to 'ave you inspect it; it 'urts me like all when I sit."<br>So blushin' as red as a beet-root she 'astens to show 'im the spot,<br>And 'e says wi' a look o' amazement: "Sure, Ma'am, it must hurt ye a lot."<br>Then 'e puts on 'is specs to regard it, and finally says wi' a frown:<br>"I'll bet it's as sore as the divvle, especially whin ye sit down.<br>I think it's a case for the Surgeon; ye'd better consult Doctor Hoyle.<br>I've no hisitation in sayin' yer boil is a hill of a boil."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So Misses she thanks 'im for sayin' her boil is a hill of a boil,<br>And 'unts all around till she comes on a door that is marked: "Doctor Hoyle."<br>But by now she 'as fair got the wind up, and trembles in every limb;<br>But she thinks: "After all, 'e's a Doctor. Ah moosn't be bashful wi' 'im."<br>She's made o' good stuff is the Missis, so she knocks and a voice says: "Oos there?"<br>"It's me," says ma Bessie, an' enters a room which is spacious and bare.<br>And a wise-lookin' old feller greets 'er, and 'e too is togged up in white.<br>"It's the room where they coot ye," thinks Bessie; and shakes like a jelly wi' fright.<br>"Ah got a big boil," begins Missis, "and if ye are sure you don't mind,<br>I'd like ye to see it a moment. It 'urts me, because it's be'ind."<br>So thinkin' she'd best get it over, she 'astens to show 'im the place,<br>And 'e stares at 'er kindo surprised like, an' gets very red in the face.<br>But 'e looks at it most conscientious, from every angle of view,<br>Then 'e says wi' a shrug o' 'is shoulders: "Pore Lydy, I'm sorry for you.<br>It wants to be cut, but you should 'ave a medical bloke to do that.<br>Sye, why don't yer go to the 'orsespittel, where all the Doctors is at?<br>Ye see, Ma'am, this part o' the buildin' is closed on account o' repairs;<br>Us fellers is only the pynters, a-pyntin' the 'alls and the stairs."</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508220" data-title="Bessie's Boil de Robert William Service" data-description="Says I to my Missis: "Ba goom, lass! you've something I see, on your mind." Says she: "You are right, Sam, I've something. It 'appens it's on me be'ind. A Boil as 'ud make Job jealous. It 'urts me no end when I sit." Says I: &q..."></div> </div> </div>
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