How Doctors OperateA Poem by Eric CoxHumor about the way doctors treat their patients. Sad, really."Take a pill and don't call me in the morning let's mask what's wrong and pretend it's not forming there's nothing to worry about, you'll be a okay we'll do 1 test for you and send you on your way 5 minutes in my office is all you can receive I have 5,000 other patients so you really must leave if you have mental illness I can't believe all you say you may have made it up, you see you all are the same way I know you'll feel better when the pills begin to work don't complain to me about side effects, they always lurk these pills are what's best, Big Pharma is on your side if they turn out lethal, behind warnings they can hide a few years from now what's wrong may cripple or kill you prevention is what's best, so a few tests will do don't talk to me about the Hippocratic Oath boy this is only a job for me, you're really starting to annoy if you don't like the job I'm doing, well, go ahead and complain or find yourself a new doctor so you can pick 'their' brain I did a test for you so go away there's nothing to worry about, you'll be a okay let's mask what's wrong and pretend it's not forming take a pill and don't call me in the morning." © 2011 Eric CoxFeatured Review
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5 Reviews Added on March 29, 2011 Last Updated on March 29, 2011 AuthorEric CoxHollow Woods, ORAboutI've been writing since 1984. I write poems, stories, lyrics & string haikus in a variety of genres: Horror, Nature, Inspirational, Comedy, Sexual, etc... Variety is what you will find here. Copy.. more..Writing
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