Dr. Donohue Poem by Donal Mahoney

Dr. Donohue



If you can't believe Dr. Donohue
in his syndicated column
when he addresses matters medical,
then 'whom, ' as my mother
would have said, 'can you believe? '

Fair enough, I thought.
And so when recently the doctor told
a reader not to worry
even though her 'stools float, '
I took comfort.

Apparently, she had read
that floating stools are symptomatic
of a strange condition often dangerous.
I hope Dr. Donohue is right
because if not, I've got a problem.

Not all my stools float, but the lunkers do.
And what if on a given day a lunker leaps
like a dolphin capering in a Florida bay
and crashes against my bathroom ceiling?
What do I do then, Doc, duck?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jennifer Chalk 06 April 2012

Dear Donal, I think you certainly have a dangerous health hazard in your bathroom. I'd suggest some olive oil in the toilet water might keep those dolphins at bay. Dr Donohue

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