Michael B. Abramson (aka Poetic
The pompositys of doctordom,
Are enough to make a patient run,
In the opposite direction,
From where they have been coming from.
if one were oft to have true facts,
Theyd find a field of greedy quacks,
Which all of us would much prefer,
To have discarded from our backs.
hurts at times these things to say,
And this attitude I now display,
Theyre not a joy in any way,
And not for me a form of play.
might just think that Im a bum,
Who knows not where hes coming from,
Or have been hurt before by some,
But alls not true,
For I am one.