Friday, February 06, 2015

From The Medical Muse

by Richard Armour (1963). A sample--brought to mind in too many meetings:

One Who Needs No Introduction

Dr. X.
 A splendid surgeon,
At banquets speaks
 Without much urgin'.

He takes the floor,
 Alas, alack,
And some hours later
 Gives it back.

He clears his throat,
 He sips his drink,
He hems and haws
 And stops to think.

In surgery
 He's sure and swift,
His way with scalpels
 Is a gift.

He can trepan
 The thickest skull....
His knife is sharp--
 His tongue is dull.

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