I walked into the hospital and who did I see?
A man that I knew who was tall and lanky.
Studying has brought me such a nice surprise-
bags and bags of nuts right before my eyes.
I said "hello" and he said to pick a treat-
Anything at all I wanted to eat.
I humed and hawed a bunch
of what I'd want to munch-
Yogurt-covered pretzles that would satisfy me.
I have since eaten half that bag. They were absolutely delightful. But now I feel sick. Gary "the nut man" Whidden is the best thing to happen to the hospital. And he hates his job. I asked him.