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" Merci, Le' Medecin " |
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Oh! the ever stately physician, Must be at best a magician. |
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To untangle the mysteries of health, His patiences must be his greatest wealth. |
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He must search through the rubble as though Diogenes, looking for an honest man. To listen and surmise if he can. |
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To save a soul or save a life, Its all part of his inevitable strife. |
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When he took the Hippocratic Oath, He must have received the key to both. |
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So whatever I make of this life you saved, please do not condemn me without a trial, I just want to live for myself a little while. |
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In this book of life is being written my final page, But I'd still like to live to be a ripe old age. |
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So to this poor soul you've helped to save, Eternal thanks, I'll carry to my grave. |
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By Mary S. Hymel Copyright © 1972-2000 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED |
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AWARDS |
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BACK |
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Don't forget to sign my guestbook |
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Music~Civil War Midis~by Dayle K ~Song~Lorena ©All midis are copyrighted by Dayle K. All rights reserved. |
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