Perpetual State of Band Aids

As you know, I have been in college for almost a month, and oh my the time has flied! But ever since I have gotten here I have found that my right knee ALWAYS has a band-aid on it. There are many reasons for this constant state:

1) I always cut myself shaving on the right knee.

2) I am always running into walls, and it seems my knee always takes the pun.

3) I fall constantly. Somehow I manage to slip on the only patch of ice (which just happens to be 6 inches in diameter) and skin my knee.

Since I constantly have a band-aid on my right knee, I have found that plastic band-aids are no good. They fall off all the time, that is why it is the flexible fabric I can trust :)

So I found this poem on band-aids, since I am no good at writing at poetry (I leave that to my best friend)

Bernina's Band-Aids

Bernina had a Band-Aid on her elbow and her chin, her ankles, knees and forehead, plus her shoulder and her shin. Another two were on her ears and ten were on her toes. She'd one on every finger and a big one on her nose. Her Band-Aids were the coolest that her friends had ever seen. A few of them had leopard spots and some were neon green. A bunch were lit with lightning bolts, or stars and crescent moons, while some had superheroes from the Saturday cartoons. Bernina's now in trouble for there's just one little catch; she used up all the Band-Aids but she didn't have a scratch. --Kenn Nesbitt