I am very fond of doctors. Competence is admirable, especially when it’s for your own personal benefit. I like to write limericks for them, such as the neurologist Matthew Fink:
I went to see Doctor Fink Who said, “It’s good you don’t drink, And by whatever path you Can avoid math you Will be happier, I think.”
I sit in the waiting room and in five minutes I can write a pretty decent one:
I go to see Doctor Tom Nash About jitters, soreness, or rash, Or aches in my legs And I pay him with eggs And vegetables instead of cash.
