Poems ✍️
Poems ✍️
12.09.2026
17
The Doctor As A Teacher
From under light pink silken gown
arose, his silly face a grin
Rudolph the red-nose circus clown
and asked about a nip of gin.
He had employed a French curette
to scrape the endometrium
it's where you really have to get
the slightest scrap out of the womb.
I know all you lascivious minds
it was a medical procedure
although he stayed, pulled down the blinds
as after all he was a teacher.
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