Have a Nice Day H-A-N-D

I went to school,
  Learned the stuff;
    Did my residency,
      Suffered enough.

Got my license,
  Put up my shingle.
    Can I pay my loans?
      Will the register jingle?

Six patients an hour,
  Ten minutes each;
    Assembly-line medicine:
      No time to teach patients
      What to do,
      So they can benefit
      From what I learned in school.

Gotta move on
  Into the next room;
    Another case of sniffles!
      For this was I groomed?

I'm not saving the world,
  Just saving myself;
    The wolf's at the door,
      My dream's on the shelf.

So it's back to business,
  Better not tarry;
    Gotta make a living:
      I plan to get married
      Before I am buried
           H-A-N-D!
              Ciao!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Faulkner Avatar
April 13, 2018 at 1:56 PM
Hi Gershon - just wanted to check out some of your older poems - I'm glad your doctor seems to like it!
Gauthier Avatar
February 12, 2018 at 7:40 AM
What a cute case of reality. Well written poem, Gershon. A very amusing read.
Wolf Avatar
February 12, 2018 at 12:53 PM
Thank you! I wrote it specifically for my primary care physician right the day before a check-up. He's a stitch---came dressed to the office that day in a Toronto Blue Jays uniform, as his name is Jim Clancy. He liked the poem too. TYSM! HAND!
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