Women go to doctors for every little thing.
Wasting all their money on doctors – ka-ching.
Men avoid doctors like drinking a poisoned brew,
And doctors will only find something wrong with you.
Better to get as sick as a vomiting dog
And croak but not exactly like a croaking frog.
And when you’re dead and no doctor is billing you,
You’ll have saved bundles and bundles of money too.
Bob Boyd
Author: BobBoyd
Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-)
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