I don’t see why they have to have
all those syllables
just to say one word.
I like older doctors.
They seem to talk to you more.
Just like you talkin’.
Younger doctors seem to be in such a hurry.
I had one doctor,
used to have to chase him,
grab onto his white coat.
Flittin’ up and down the hall.
You want to ask him somethin’
you have to run him down.
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