Author Anonymous There was a faith-healer of Deal, Who said: "Although pain isn't real, If I sit on a pin And it punctures my skin, I dislike what I fancy I feel.' Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 3.8 (10 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments