Doctoring-Doctors
Science, pure and clean,
Call for a lover
Sober!
I saw the unseen...From my latrine!
Two years, 3 years, at least,
Mao! It's been 10 years, Now!
So eat the peanuts out
Of my sheet,
Doctoring the Doctors!
Science...Beyond doors!
Cardilogist, Neurologist, Teleologist,
Mean nothing...My handlist!
Doctoring-Doctors,
Kings of the G-string, a buck,
And a ding
2 years, 3 years, dead meat,
Mao! 10 years...Now!
Still eating the peanuts out of
My deceased?
By: Juli Monat
Copyright (c) 2013
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