From under light pink silken gown <br />arose, his silly face a grin <br />Rudolph the red-nose circus clown <br />and asked about a nip of gin. <br />He had employed a French curette <br />to scrape the endometrium <br />it's where you really have to get <br />the slightest scrap out of the womb. <br />I know all you lascivious minds <br />it was a medical procedure <br />although he stayed, pulled down the blinds <br />as after all he was a teacher.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-doctor-as-a-teacher/
