Here is a poem for anyone taking part in the "Fun with ATOS" event

I love my illness, I love the pain!
I love it more and more each day.
I love my assessor, she is the best!
I love ATOS and IDS.

I love my condition and its medication,
I'd hate for it to go away.
I love my mobility, pain and fear,
And piles of pills that grow each day!

I think disability is really swell,
There's nothing else I love so well.
I love to scrounge from my peers,
I love their leers, and jeers, and sneers.

I love ATOS and its helpful staff;
I hug them often though they won't care.
I love each letter and every invitation.
I'd love them more if they believed.

I'm happy to be here.  I am.  I am.
I'm the happiest scrounger in the land, I am.
I love this illness, I love these pills.
I love the stigma that it brings.

I love disability - I'll say it again -
I even love those friendly men.
Those friendly men who've come today,
Without qualification to say my disability has gone away!