Chiropractors Poem by John Carter Brown

Chiropractors



What do chiropractors do
when they chiropract on you?
my experience has been,
they must think that we are green:

First they lay you on your back,
then proceed with an attack
upon your joints and vertebrae,
saying you'll be fine next day;

or failing that, a week or two;
they then commence to pummel you -
snapping fingers, hearing clicks?
it's quackery I say - just tricks.

The one I saw was most sincere,
his diagnosis very clear:
' Your bones are really out of whack,
and I would like to see you back;

today was just a routine check
upon your spine, your back and neck;
it really isn't looking good'...
to me this was as clear as mud:

for if my skeleton were just
on the point of being bust,
how could I, on point of doom,
have walked to his consulting room?

(Written June 2016)

Thursday, June 16, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: humorous
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Loosly based on my one experience of the chiropractor.
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