Two medic students dwelt one day <br /> <br />observing new admissions <br /> <br />and visually assessed each walk <br /> <br />then mused upon conditions <br /> <br />'A slipped disc' came a knowing nod <br /> <br />'I'm afraid I beg to differ, <br /> <br />Haemorrhoids I'm sure it is, <br /> <br />a slipped disc walk is stiffer' <br /> <br />Keen to settle their dispute <br /> <br />they approached the man with care, <br /> <br />for he had a worried look <br /> <br />and a disconcerting air. <br /> <br />'Excuse me Sir, please may we ask <br /> <br />of the ailment which you suffer, <br /> <br />I must confess in 2 hours here <br /> <br />there's been no one looking rougher. <br /> <br />My friend he thinks you've slipped a disc, <br /> <br />myself, I think it's piles' <br /> <br />The man he glared and drew a breath. <br /> <br />'You've misdiagnosed by miles. <br /> <br />Bad back you say, well you were wrong <br /> <br />With piles you were wrong too <br /> <br />I thought I'd wind and I was wrong <br /> <br />and now I've followed through!<br /><br />chris dawson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/things-aren-t-always-as-they-seem-to-be/
