A poem on the glory of being a medical student.

From the day i joined
this revered cult of snake men
i knew we were atypical
a league extraordinaire
never failed to ever realise
iy is destiny
to mae death cry
we know it si our mission
stab to heal
cut to save
our most esteemed slogan
we were told to be proud as next
to the gods are we
i know i know
we are the spirits of today
defenders of the future
world on our shoulders
resolve unbending
till the day hippocrates call
this creed i will
gleefully trump
i am a mediko
the harbinger of life

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