The first he saw that day was Pat,
who said, "I think that I'm too fat."
Next came a girl named Lucy Lynn,
saying, "I'm afraid that I'm too thin."
The third in line called himself Mort,
and thought he was a foot too short.
After lunch, came Emily Hall,
to deal with fear she was too tall.
Next, he dealt with little Mary,
who complained she was too hairy.
The final patient of the day was Fred,
so, the doctor checked his pulse.
Copyright ©2018, Paul H. Harder II
This poem is licensed under a Creative Commons
BY-NC-ND 4.0 License.
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