Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

Medic Care

Hey, Doc
  You're on the clock
Ten patients an hour 
  You could use a cold shower

No time to waste
  Diagnose with great haste
But don't a tumor mistake
  For a plain old headache

At the end of the day
  You add up your pay --
Insurance is covered
  Go home to your lover

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Kim Rodrigues January 24, 2020 at 8:48 AM Seems to be two things being said here. The last being that the doctor has no worries...his worldly cares being taken care of. We must put our trust in God. Many do trust the doc to their detriment. We must be an advocate for ourselves and our loves ones. (Am I talking too much...lol) ;) Gershon Wolf January 24, 2020 at 12:47 PM Great comment, that I happen to agree with 10,000%! Trust a doctor?! Not on my life, literally!... 'Nuff said for now. And keep those in-depth comments coming, by the way. Love reading what you have to say!Have a great Friday, Kim! ~ Gershon

Jennifer Proxenos January 24, 2020 at 8:22 AM That's about right in South Africa as well - love your sense of humor. Blessings, Jenny. Gershon Wolf January 24, 2020 at 12:45 PM Sorry to hear that South Africa's turned doctors into stopwatch data entry clerks too. Oh, well... As the world turns. Thanks for the comment, JP! ~ GW

Caren Krutsinger January 24, 2020 at 8:15 AM This jazzy poem may male a doctor smile, and it made me smile too.

Evelyn Judy Buehler January 23, 2020 at 11:26 PM Gershon, I love this poem about the cares and concerns of a busy doctor. The rhyming is well done, too. Cheers, Evelyn Gershon Wolf January 24, 2020 at 12:40 PM Hey, if you, a master rhymer, are happy with my rhyming, then I must have done something right! Thanks, Evelyn. Smiles, Gershon