Doctor Lawyer
Doctor Lawyer
A small orifice on the lawyers face protrudes through bandages
Equipped with a straw, he drinks the morning brew through it
Sucks but cannot speak a word
Since struck by a truck on Killer curve
The doctor looks down on him and his double salary
Wishing he were in those bandages
Laying around all day collecting millions for the damages
From the accident of landing in a ditch
Doctor lawyer relationships are privileged and confidential
They have the potential to make it rich from this
Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2015
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