I think I qualify as a living heart donor.
My heart might like a new owner.
My heart is still good for pumping blood,
But instead of lub dub, it sounds more like thud thud.
Here is what my massage therapist said:
She said, "Your heart chakra is dead."
"Your capacity for love is gone."
"Your emotional bank account is overdrawn."
So if I'm not using all of my heart,
Give it to someone who needs a spare part.
It's a good heart with lots of love to give.
It has lots of ticks on it with many more years to live.
So if you want this old heart of mine,
Just call 364.3339.
(This poem was written for a contest using the word "heart")
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