Best Md Poems

Here is the ballad of Web MD,
Self-diagnosing terminal maladies,
My fatal afflictions linger on,
I'm buying more medical texts from Fishpond.

Let's do our own diagnosis,
Teach yourself self-hypnosis,
My fatal afflictions linger on,
I'm buying more medical texts from Fishpond.

Let's sing our ballad of Web MD,
Sure we've got terminal maladies,
My...

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He never liked "Bob" - now a success
So Robert Croslin he is
Raise in Baltimore ("projects")
His mom (Aurelia) is grandma to my kids
His only son, a lawyer in DC
In his own right, now elected
Mayor of Hyattsville! (Praise God)
Once, my "good" eye-doctors place
Where I volunteered for its...

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He doesn't play by the rules. He does his own thing.
He's a brilliant genius medical diagnostician.
When other doctors can't figure out what is wrong with you
your case then gets referred to this medical guru.
He doesn't care about his patients. His bedside manner is crude.
He cares...

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It’s six dimensions, seventeen senses
The body of my text posess extra caring for death sentences
Set your alarm, cause’ it’s to late for you to adjust 
The streets are too loud for crying, for help or for dazzling lust
It’s to dangerous to speak, to feel, to...

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MD Live!

MD Live! Casino, where the entertainment never stops,
From the time you enter the door, until you leave our parking lot.  
You are greeted by a passionate staff, whose aim is to please, 
And ensure that your experience here, meets Your, every need!

Our mission...

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My old man,
The medicine man

Used to make me laugh

He had a remedy for everything

And it was called T.C.P

Got a graze or a cut T.C.P

Piles , Kidney stones T.C.P

Upset stomach T.C.P

Headache T.C.P

I bet if he was here today

This he would probably say

See that ************** Virus

You...

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A name that whispers on the breath,
A healer in the halls of care,
Where shadows cling and fear holds death,
His steady presence lingers there.

With gentle hands and knowing gaze,
He charts the heart's uncertain sway,
Through intricate and hidden ways,
Where life can falter and decay.

Compassion, like a quiet...

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