[Home-on-the-range] The Twelve Days of Rehab

[Susan Tabor]

Hi, Friends!

 

What appears below landed in my email inbox at work this morning.
Enjoy!--Susan

 

Good morning. This nifty piece appeared on our Maine blind-forum group
yesterday: 
The 12 Days of Rehab 
By: John Weidlich 
Here is a silly song I wrote that I hope you might find amusing. It can be 
sung roughly to the melody of the Twelve Days of Christmas. 
John . 
The Twelve Days of Rehab 
Intro: The first time I called Rehab, they told me I would need 
An eye exam to see what I could see. 
The next time I called rehab, they assigned to me 
A friendly rehab counselor, and here's what she gave to me. 
On the first rehab visit my counselor gave to me, a white cane because I 
can't see. 
2. On the second rehab visit, my counselor gave to me, Lots of paper work 
And 
a white cane because I can't see. 
3. On the third rehab visit, my counselor gave to me, 
Hand-held magnifiers, Lots of paper work And a white cane because I can't 
see. 
4. On the fourth rehab visit my counselor gave to me, 
Talking clocks and watches, hand-held magnifiers, lots of paper work And a 
white cane because I can't see. 
5. On the fifth rehab visit, my counselor gave to me, 
A CCTV, talking clocks and watches, hand-held magnifiers, lots of paperwork 
And a white cane because I can't see. 
6. On the sixth rehab visit, my counselor gave to me, 
A golden lab a-barking, all that other stuff And a white cane because I 
can't 
see. 
7. On the seventh rehab visit, my counselor gave to me, A new computer 
talking, all that other stuff And a white cane because I can't see. 
8. On the eighth rehab visit, my counselor gave to me, 
Braille and cooking lessons, all that other stuff And a white cane because I

can't see. 
9. On the ninth rehab visit my counselor gave to me, 
A Victor Stream downloading, all that other stuff And a white cane because I

can't see. 
10. On the tenth rehab visit my counselor gave to me, 
A Braille embosser brailling, all that other stuff And a white cane because 
I can't see. 
11. On the eleventh rehab visit my counselor gave to me, 
college courses for taking, all that other stuff And a white cane because I 
can't see. 
12. On the twelfth rehab visit my counselor said to me, 
"Your case is closed," but there's no job for me. 
But that's ok, because I still got to keep the college courses, the Braille 
embosser, the Victor Stream, the Braille and cooking lessons, the talking 
computer, the guide dog, the CCTV, the talking clock and watch, the 
hand-held magnifier, the paperwork and-the white cane because I can't see. 
Merry Christmas 

 

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