Jenny And The Doctor Poem by Naveed Akram

Jenny thought the doctor would die of fright. It was the day they arose from the sun and stars. He came from examined planets, and held high offices. Gazing up at stars of fright, he was frightened like a camelopard, so he ran the other way. The towering neck seemed like the sane camera of a day old. The doctor was very proud, very sound, very valid, and he came from the Sirius say some. Some say Neptune. Others would just laugh from his scalpel and stethoscope, like hyenas chasing the camelopard, like hunter has chased the food united. Jenny thought the doctor dies today. But nobody died today.