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Ruth Walters


Doctors


Dr A was the smartest
good with arthritis,
bad with cystitis
and brilliant with flu.
He’d advise lots of water,
a good, comfy bed
and call me if anything
bothers your head.

Dr B was morose,
looked down his nose,
wouldn’t think twice
about wrong advice
but was good with cystitis,
bad with arthritis
and far better looking
than doctors should be.

The practice they worked at
was small but quite clean
but if you had bird flu
you wouldn’t be seen,
you couldn’t walk in
and be seen the same day,
all you could do
was to sit home and pray.

Submitted: Monday, January 06, 2014
Edited: Monday, January 06, 2014

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