The physicians journey
of which you dread
When seeking for a cure
He tries to keep you
from being dead
Though sometimes I’m
not quite sure!
In the waiting room
festoon
The magazines so rich
To read until the
afternoon
The waiting you’ll
not bitch
.
Collection boxes for
the poor
Show you are better
done
Reading what the coil
is for
The fitting seems no
fun
Cystitis posters on the
wall
The itch, some hints
about
Abstinence, no sex at
all
Puritanical cure no
doubt
.
Other patients white as
death
In loud Coughing
audition
Asthmatic children hold
their breath
With a queue jumping
petition
Sitting there in health
perceived
Becoming quite a cynic
A doctor’s time
waster all believed
At your first well man
clinic
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