Tracks of a Wandering Mind

Poetry, stories and random thoughts from a wandering mind.

Well Aged Humor

My wife and I had made over a dozen long distance trips to doctors’ offices in one year for various necessary appointments and this was the result of one of those trips.

 

My doctor says I’m in great shape,
For the terrible shape I’m in.
My chiropractor pats my back
With a wide and greedy grin.

I have a doc for diets,
One just for my kidneys too,
And my own optometrist
Helps keep my vision true.

All my eager psychologists
Help to make my spirits jump
And my new proctologist
Is an expert on my rump.

Expensive plastic surgeons
For when my face begins to sag;
My internal specialist
Has a cure within his bag.

I have so many doctors
And if each had his way
I’d live at least two hundred years
And I’d still have them to pay!

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February 10, 2016 - Posted by | Poetry

3 Comments »

  1. Love the poem on doctors. I always wonder if I have so many doctors, why don’t I feel any better??? But, they feel great as they take our money. Very well put, Brady.

    Comment by Cindy Wert | February 10, 2016 | Reply

  2. Very humorous way to look at the sad reality. Loved it.

    Comment by heartspurs | February 10, 2016 | Reply

  3. I have a lot of doctors also and I am still breathing……happy camper here!

    Comment by Janice | February 10, 2016 | Reply


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