Medicinal Exchange

The doctor said at first,
“Mrs. Ingram, I regretfully say,
Your husband has left, he has gone away”

With a tear she said in reply,
“How could this have happened,
He came in with Pink Eye?”

The doctor replied,
“oh, sorry to confuse, I need to say more,
I prescribed some drugs and he ran out the back door.”

The woman then smiled and turned with glee,
“He won’t get very far, I have the car key!”
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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