Emergency Room

I twisted an ankle today, I did,
And, painfully, I banged a knee!
I blackened an eye and I didn't cry,
but just gritted my teeth, you see.

I didn’t cry out today, oh no,
when I twisted a finger so.
With a stoic grace, I made not a face
though I achingly stubbed a toe.

Now I sit and wait for Dad, I do,
‘cause of what was told to Mother.
All that injury, didn’t happen to me,
but, instead, to my little brother.