Thursday, October 13, 2011

Ode to the 40+ Health Check

Hail to the 4th decade health check!
Doctor, no need to so prod and peck
To see my body is a wreck
Where’s the secret of eternal youth?
It is sitting naked in a booth
While doctors talk around the truth
In fact, it makes me feel a child again!
To do my weewee in a can
And smiling, pass it to the man
Here you are, insistent quack!
Enjoy these scrapings from my crack
For my torture it’s your payback
Come to think this check’s quite nifty!
My workplace pays so it is thrifty
Can’t wait to see what they’ll do for fifty

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