Physician...Physician... <br />Please let it be clear... <br />You've got me worked up... <br />With your thousand yard stare! <br /> <br />You've asked me to come in <br />To hash this all out... <br />But now that I'm here... <br />Can there be any doubt? ? <br /> <br />I sense that the news <br />Isn't terribly enlightening <br />And yet at the same time <br />It just might be frightening! <br /> <br />You pass me the document <br />Sent from the lab <br />With words I know not... <br />You continue to blab... <br /> <br />You mention...'compensation'... <br />'Disabled' and 'pain'... <br />My head is now swimming <br />I'm no longer sane! <br /> <br />I fight back the tears <br />And I hold my head high <br />Apparently I need to... <br />Do you have any Rye? ? ? <br /> <br />You've given me scripts... <br />And scheduled more tests... <br />Let the games begin now... <br />Before my soul rests <br /> <br />I've been here before... <br />To treat various 'bugs' <br />But instead of those samples... <br />I wish you gave hugs! ! <br /> <br />Dee Daffodil (HW) 5 September 2008<br /><br />Dee Daffodil<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bedside-manner/
