[What should one do in the face of startling negligence, disguised as incompetence? I know… replace your ink with vengeance and write blood curdling verses.
What should one do if Jail isn’t on your must do list? I know… tear up version one and write a namby pamby version that won’t get anyone fired but will preserve your liberty.
What follows is version two…]
A doctor had mush for a brain
He leaped right in front of a train
When he dropped his mack
He jumped on the track
His trousers developed a stain
His competence seems to be waning
Don’t ring up intent on complaining
For it’s quite widely known
He can’t answer a phone
For that wasn’t part of his training
He’s so blind he barely can cope
I gave him a new stethoscope
But I giggled because
He could not see it was
A sink plunger tied to a rope
But I got the shock of my life
The nutter’s at loose with a knife
That incompetent clown
In a surgical gown
Is getting to work on my wife
And now I’m so thoroughly fed up
Though I proudly walk with my head up
I’d do it again
For I drove the train
But some say I shouldn’t have sped up
My earliest memory was the Mid-Wife
And her strong , safe forceful grip .
And Dad's big frown
In his surgical gown
Saying "don't let my baby slip .
Lord ! , he's pink and bald and ugly
Hey Mom ! , here's your nine month dream
He's the perfect mix
For politics
'Cause he sure knows how to scream " .
They all ooh'd and aah'd and choochy cooed
Saying yeah, he's one in a million
As I looked in bother
And asked , hey mother
So tell me ! , what's a brazilian ? .
Inspired by Danielle White's early memory contest ..
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