Humorous poem about feeling fit.

Your fit as a fiddle

Or so my doctors says.

I’m glad to hear about that.

Oh by the way you’ve gained some weight.

You’re starting to look real  fat.

Your good cholesterol isn’t doing so well.

Your bad cholesterol is sky high.

But don’t worry or fret about this news.

After all, you’re not going to die.

And also you might want to keep in mind,

You’ve got a suspicious mole on your cheek.

We’ll take a look at that as well.

You’ll have an answer about this in a week.

All in all your health is grand.

I’m beginning to disbelieve.

Now I’m your doctor. Have trust in me.

Do you believe that I would deceive?

I wish that I was as confident,

But now I’m feeling some stress.

Don’t worry about this disturbing report.

Just go home and have a rest.

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  • Sheri Fresonke Harper on Apr 12, 2009

    I’ve had similar feelings when I’ve had to visit the doctors too much, well written.
    :) Sheri

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