Poems ✍️
Poems ✍️
25.08.2026
9
Doc Stickfinger
There once was a doc who was needy,
and each year he turned ever more greedy.
He would steal from the rich
and liked garden gnome kitsch,
both his eyes were nystagmic and beady.
He had thought of a brilliant procedure,
it was new and a supersedure.
He would screen them for health
and take off them their wealth.
In the end he was called a besieger.
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