My Dr. Is A Compulsive Liar Poem by Chuy Amante

AFter sitting for an hour,
the Dr. stepped into my room
and grabbed something off the counter.
Before leaving he declared,
'I'll be right in'

I wish I had a portable bullshit buzzer!
Each time I hear a convenient lie,
BAAAAAAAHHHHHH! could ring out.

Perhaps the liar could wake up for just a moment.

Here is what is what I did not tell the Dr.

'Did you mean to say, you've overbooked
your services and your patient's time
is not worth near as much as yours...
and it is in YOUR best interest
to keep the rooms overfull and
the money coming?

And kind Dr. do you view
your fellow man as your EQUAL?

Will you say THANKS when we leave? '

Just a few thoughts for the kind Dr.
and any other abuser of his fellow man.

Also, do the cost of your services
ever HURT the one being served?

Do you sleep well at night?

(psssst. Dr. Karma is watching)