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Cooking the cabbage twice

When apologizing
for reviewing
pain management options
during labour and childbirth
a midwife
at Edinburgh's
Simpson Memorial Maternity Pavilion
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said
we don't normally
cook the cabbage twice

the midwife
recommended
gas and air
of all the options
remarking that TENS
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was unreliable
the epidural carried the risk
of crippling the woman
and synthetic heroin
was probably not a good thing
for the baby
as it was unclear
what made it
through the placenta

of course
there was also
the possibility
of doing the whole thing
in a hot bath
but gas and air
was best
to prepare for
having the advantage
of acting quickly and
without detriment
to the baby

I never thought
of the ins and outs
of not cooking the cabbage twice
although I did have pause
when I heard someone say
years later
she thought her mother found her
under a cabbage leaf

but then I got involved
with the local Ukrainians
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who were talking
about cabbage rolls
and the advantages
of using Savoy cabbage
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which could be used
without steaming the leaves
before wrapping the rice
and bacon
or beef
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for a moment
I wondered
if cabbage rolls
were the origin
of cooking the cabbage twice
but then I thought
of the English
with their bubble and squeak
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I thought of the Irish
with their colcannon
and I thought
of Cabbage Patch Kids
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with their fake adoption papers
and birth certificates
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looking
at my daughter now
with her birth certificate
showing SMMP
as where she made
her first appearance
and me
listed
as a student of history
and she looks none the worse
for wear
for having the cabbage
cooked twice
while she was still
on her way.one 
geometrical beehive sunflowers with bees
baffles and bulkheads cotton wool and
personality as scabs to protect in response to pain and suffering of world
clothing as personality
between nit wit and weber
georgian red wine--there is no white--that is a matter of taste not logic--real wine is always red there is no Georgian white, only red
never give cabbage rolls to a friend's son--in case he likes them better than his own mother's and is critical of his mother in consquence
turley and paltry points 3 chickens
ash pyroclastic ash and snow--similar and very different

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