Just A Thought: My physical
Vince Reidsma
To the jungles of Honduras
Come harmful parasite
Soon after returning
Tho’t I’d see my doctor;
He could write a script.
So I let my doctor check me,
‘Cause I didn’t feel quite right;
Those aches and pains annoyed me
And I couldn’t sleep at night.
He could find no disorder
But he wouldn’t let it rest;
What with Medicare and Blue Cross,
We would do a couple tests.
To the hospital he sent me
Though I didn’t feel that bad;
He arranged for them to give me