Doctor L.

A white-clad butcher
With a negligent hand
Used his scalpel on patients
Putting their health to a bitter end,
With uncaring risk
He took out the wrong spinal disk,
Causing the poor devil's decline
And for a big fee he ruined his spine,
Operated on someone's wrong knee
And left him in crippled misery,
Thus, opened the gates
For phenomenal insurance rates,
While health professionals stood by
And never raised a protest cry.

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2007 Alfred Charasz