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Medical Poetry Electric Doctorland The surgeon who removed my appendix was a big fan of the late Jimi Hendrix. A CD in the OR played If Six Was Nine The head nurse told me everything was going to be fine. She said, "He's the best; you shouldn't be frightened," as his right hand's grip on the scalpel tightened. She assured me, "The doctor is really quite deft," as he began playing air guitar with his left. As I slipped into an anaesthesized daze I heard the few few bars of Purple Haze Then the doctor, surrounded by his crack team of nurses made the incision between third and fourth verses. The operation progressed in the usual manner through Foxy Lady, Hey Joe, and The Star Spangled Banner. When I awoke, the pain in my side made me wince. The doctor said, "Now, you're experienced." He prescribed codeine, morphine and penicillin As he hummed All Along the Watchtower (which was written by Dylan) Then he left me there with a tube in my urethra... Maybe my next doctor will be into Aretha.

Olympia Words and music by Hank Williams Garfield This is a Maine love song of sorts. It was produced by my late friend Don Radovich (1952-2008), who also played the hard guitar parts and supplied the backing vocals. Enjoy. I met her on Ogunquit Beach in 1971 She had her hair tied back behind her head and drawn up in a bun She let me buy her ice cream She let me walk her home but when I reached my hand behind her head she said, "Leave my hair alone." Chorus: Olympia, Olympia, won't you please let down your hair? I wanna see it flying free in the cool Maine summer air Olympia, Olympia, let your hair down once for me Flying free in the summertime That's the way that life should be. We drove up to Bar Harbor I took her to the Blue Hill Fair and all through that long sweet summer she never once let down her hair We watched the fireworks from the mountain my arm slid around her waist Still I wondered what she'd look like with her hair all around her face. Chorus Break She went into politics and I went into debt But that night we kissed beneath the stars I never will forget I see her every now and then She always has a smile Still I think she might be happier if she'd let her hair down once in a while. Chorus copyright 2006 by HW Garfield

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