Happy Lunar New Year of the Ox
Year after year, I remain such an OX.
Slow, straight, and stupid, a kid can have me outfOXed.
Stubborn and short-sighted, I keep pickling myself like a lOX.
Strong but skill-less, I’m just as useless with a toolbOX.
A devout coward and a wimpy pacifist, the most I do is shadowbOX.
Clueless and thick, I live outside any cash, juke, bread, or tinder bOX.
Dragging OX dung on my feet, I don’t even qualify as unorthodOX.
Begging to be left alone to blurb and burp, I make a crummy chatterbOX.
With a dull and one-track mind, I plow straight through every EquinOX.
No street smarts despite a pair of doc diplomas make me a nerdy paradOX.
Already this far gone, I’ve given up on cute sOX, botOX, or detOX.
I refuse to live a mooing moment of this OXy life by prOXy.
I hop in my hoofs with raging rOXy.
I paint every pasture with mindful mOXie.
WRITTEN BY
Tak C. Poon, MD, PharmD, ABHIM, FACC, Preventive Cardiologist, now developer of a non-profit wellness blog and a habit-forming lifestyle app at www.metacardio.org, and confessor of hard lessons I have learned in life.
