» On 9/01/2025 12:05:00 AM Mountain Standard Time, Alan wrote:
Myasthenia Eyes. 

(to the tune of Bette Davis Eyes [vid below] - w/apologies to Kim Carnes)

Her hair is greasy gold
Her lips, a snarled surprise
Her hands are always cold
She's got Myasthenia eyes
She'll turn her gaze upon you
And she'll see you as twice
She's pure as Jersey snow
She got Myasthenia eyes
And she'll squeeze you, she'll appease you
All the better just to freeze you
She's atrocious and she knows just what it
Takes for diagnosis
She got a neuro doc's weary sighs, she's got Myasthenia eyes
She stumbled to your home
'Coz of her droopy lids
She hogged the La-Z-Boy
She got Myasthenia eyes
She slurred her pickup patter
Nudged you like you were lice
Until her snores began
She got Myasthenia eyes
She exposed you, when she froze you
Exacerbated the crumbs she throws you
She's ferocious and she knows just what it
Takes to spark prognosis
All the boys think she's so fly, she's got Myasthenia eyes


Myasthenia Gravis Playlist:
Double Vision by Foreigner
Crosseyed And Painless by Talking Heads
(Hang Down Your Head) Tom Dooley by The Kingston Trio
Hold Your Head Up by Uriah Heep
Walk Like A Man by Frankie Valli & The Four Seasons

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