The Doctor's Fear
My mother was talking on the phone,
When the word ‘doctor' she said,
A shiver went through my every bone,
Scary thoughts came to my head.
The doctor I always did hate,
From when my eyes, he did dilate.
He'll give me tablets to swallow, about a ton,
With a pair of pliers me he'll greet,
And pull out my teeth one by one,
And give me bitter gourd to eat!
He'll press his stethoscope here and there,
Or horror of horrors, give me braces to wear!
Then my mother called me and I froze still,
And relaxed when she said,
"Your brother is a little bit ill,
He has a cold and a pain in the head."
Then my brother sneezed at me and being so naive,
His dreaded disease to me he gave!
I felt like crying, I wanted to wail,
To this place my bro had led me,
The doctor's clinic, the dreaded jail,
The last place I wanted to be.
Sitting in the clinic, what could I do?
My fear of the doctor had somehow come true.
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