Oh Doctor
Alice lies on the slab, she's been examined all over
this doctors name should have been 'Rover'
his tongue hangs from an open jaw
he's in an uncontrolled awe
he's transfixed by her mound of venus
she's aware but doesn't want to make a fuss
'you must be finished by now, doctor, this is not an old sow
don't get excited
you'll be out the door when you get reported
I know how to cool you, you can bet
you'll be transferred to a vet.'
poem by Brian Roy Skyers
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