THE DOCTOR WEIGHED MY OPTIONS
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You know what’s really not nifty,
Having scales weigh not over three-fifty…
His lesson was made,
My weight has to fade,
Or healing the foot gets iffy!
–Jonathan Caswell
NEW (BUT FAMILIAR) DOCTOR’S OFFICE
The doctor I had…retired…
And the buyout of his practice required…
A physician new
At a different office to
Continue my care as transpired.
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The buyout people were the same,
As my wife’s plan with the same name…
My wife cared
And she gladly shared
He doctor–a woman of fame.
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Her doctor we’d seen a long while,
A number of years her style…
We both got to know
‘Cause I had to go
In with the Missus each trial.
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So my “new” doctor’s office is mine,
Which we’ve visited for a long time…
Her doctor gladly
Took on me,
‘Cause we’ve known each other over time.
–Jonathan Caswell
BEHIND MY DOCTOR’S OFFICE
On a Northbridge lawn,
What did I find…
A lone wild turkey
Who stopped there to dine;
Behind my doctor’s office
On the lawn manicured,
It couldn’t have been getter timed
If he’d been actually lured.
–Jonathan Caswell
By the Mighty Mumford 