Bernard Gluck , The Doctor</head><body><center><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.com/p1.gif border=0 alt=Saviodsilva></center><hr color=3C00FF size=4><br><font size=4 face=arial><b><a href=34.htm>Bernard Gluck </a></b></font><br><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.net/poem/a/1.JPG border=0 alt=Poem></center><br><font size=3 face=arial><b>The Doctor</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b><p>Doc I said, I'm feeling sick.<br>You think I might get worse?<br>Doctor said, I can't tell yet<br>First let me feel your purse.<br>-------------<br>Doc, my child just swallowed a pen<br>What do you think I should do?<br>Use a PENCIL now my dear;<br>That's my advice to you.<br>-------------<br>Doc, my every bone, they hurt;<br>It's almost beyond bearing.<br>Doc replies, Be grateful Dear<br>That you are not a herring.<br>-------------<br>Doc, my fever's up a point<br>That doesn't speak so well.<br>You left a message on my phone<br>The message said to SELL!<br>-------------<br>That ointment makes my arm to smart<br>Let's try some way instead.<br>So doctor says, Instead of that<br>Just rub some on your head!</p></b></font></blockquote></blockquote><hr color=0000ca size=3><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk6.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk6.htm>This Poem's Index 2</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com/poems.htm>Poetry Website</a><br><a href=http://www.saviodsilva.com>Saviodsilva</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com>Isavo Site</a></b></font></center><SCRIPT LANGUAGE=JavaScript SRC=http://www.saviodsilva.org/r/fantasy.js></SCRIPT></body></html>