with the passage of 35+ years, again Davey finds a gaping memory hole
– a not entirely unfamiliar proclivity..
To wit, he isn't certain whether he fired up the pimp-mobile or hoofed it.
Chances are it was the former,
and not the latter,
his ass a seat-warmer
should it then matter.
Yes, he has a hunch
that he'd not walk a bunch
to hear how the doctor would chatter.
Yet what a big letdown it turned out to be
this time at the doc's office spent;
“nothing is wrong with you,” thus said he
though over poor Davey was bent.