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Tell Dr Blood it's Mrs Bloomsbury; He always sees me right away; He's such a wonderful doctor - so much Better than that Doctor Day. What the devil are you incinerating, I consider your tone a right cheek, I've not bothered you for ages; I've Not phoned for at least … a week. But this is an emergency; Yes of course it's serious, I'm sweating, shivering, sneezing And feel quite delirious. I'm running a terrible temperature, I'm covered all over in spots, My body aches from head to toe, My muscles all tied up in knots. My heart's got the palpitations, Though I've still got a pulse - it's quite weak; My poor throat's ever so red and sore, It's increasingly hard ... to ... speak,   My eyes are all glazed and weepy, My ears are infected and blocked, I think there's a chill in my kidneys And my joints have all stiffened and locked. My stools - are alarmingly liquid, My water's grey, misty and strong, I'm suffering pins and needles, in fact ... I don't think I've got very long. He can see me on Thursday morning, An appointment for half-past-ten, But that’s no good at all to me ... I'll be better again - by then!
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Jun 11, 2017
Jun 11, 2017 at 1:53 AM UTC
But This Is An Emergency
Tell Dr Blood it's Mrs Bloomsbury; He always sees me right away; He's such a wonderful doctor - so much Better than that Doctor Day. What the devil are you incinerating, I consider your tone a right cheek, I've not bothered you for ages; I've Not phoned for at least … a week. But this is an emergency; Yes of course it's serious, I'm sweating, shivering, sneezing And feel quite delirious. I'm running a terrible temperature, I'm covered all over in spots, My body aches from head to toe, My muscles all tied up in knots. My heart's got the palpitations, Though I've still got a pulse - it's quite weak; My poor throat's ever so red and sore, It's increasingly hard ... to ... speak,   My eyes are all glazed and weepy, My ears are infected and blocked, I think there's a chill in my kidneys And my joints have all stiffened and locked. My stools - are alarmingly liquid, My water's grey, misty and strong, I'm suffering pins and needles, in fact ... I don't think I've got very long. He can see me on Thursday morning, An appointment for half-past-ten, But that’s no good at all to me ... I'll be better again - by then!
#humor#humour#doctor#patient#surgery#ill#illness#appointment#appointments
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clive-blake
67/M/Cornwall UK
Jun 11, 2017
Jun 11, 2017 at 1:53 AM UTC
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