Work Veracity Poem by Dr.Balnarayana Bandam

It is a routine effort to prove the rightness
Real or unreal testify, proving the trueness
There are ways many to adapt and follow
Eye, ear, mind, and morale to use an umpire cephalo
Once in a hospital, the known doctor was a surgeon to operate
Theatre dress will be neat clean and aseptic cooperate
In the mid time of operation, he could find the head bite
With no alternate for a solution, tolerated the prick despite
Well, to the end of the operation, and came out
Could find few lice hidden in the green cap with no doubt
And to discover few more on his scalp with a comb assist
It is a proven fact that the cap is female worn, head lice consist
Hiding some head lice, staying the hunger persists
As it was unwashed and not ironed for sepsis, desist
And wanting a full meal with the opportunity to wait smart
In the shelf of washed linen, starving and starving apart
Duty sister was cautioned for the fact, to repeat never
Who obliged, and promising for the obligation ever
The dhobi most irregular could only wrap up without a clean
It was the doctor's part proving the realism, and convince lean
Put newspaper cuttings in the pockets of pants and overcoat
The next theatre day, called, staff nurse and dhobi with a note
Took out the papers from aprons and pants, which hide and slept
Neither wet nor damaged, are they all as they kept
The dhobi promised never do repeat but render honest work
And obliged, It was proven veracity for imperfect work