Medical Findings

There was an old man, to the doctor he went He needed advice, he needed to vent He read that he mustn’t have too much to eat Or his good health, that would surely defeat. No sugar, but substitutes would be fine No diet drinks, or beer, or even wine He stressed out and tried to listen so well And followed the book, as his friends would tell. His entire life was spent planning each day While following every word “they” would say Then he developed all manner of “ill” Was sure he was dying against his will. An autopsy was done, a finding found… His constant worry put him in the ground!