Let it be known to one and all: in a comment elsewhere yesterday, good buddy Don Frankel let it be known that the day after tomorrow, he is going to see an Orthopedic Surgeon about his hip. It seems that his hip is a pot o’ mess,  so today I (figuratively speaking) am going to be a hip hugger by resurrecting this poem I wrote years ago. Good luck, Don!


Am I hip?
If I’m not,
What is it
That they’ve got?

Can it be
Their hip look?
Or have we
All been took?

Hip or not,
It’s a fact:
Hip’s not all….
It is cracked.