Dr. Goo Goo

A Quatrain poem on primordial goo called you

Dr. Goo Goo

Dr. Goo Goo lives in the clouds with God

Follow his instructions to the T when sick

Take two aspirin and call him in the morning

Right now is good. Never is even better

Fevers come with a cough and a quack

Not all doctors are created equal

Some live under rocks or bridges

Deliver babies when not playing golf

Goo Goo wears a mask at Sunday services

Performs surgery on high wires at circuses

Sports the letter G on white pajamas

As a reminder; Who is God and who is not

Surgery on tightropes, scalpel between the teeth

Comes easy with his degrees of certain certainty

With expertise he keeps patients in stitches

But do not laugh when asphyxiated

When the doctor falls do not applaud

Audiences should stay in their seats

For no particular reason

Safety nets and parachutes get lost

Dr. Goo Goo fixes us before we go wrong

Before we return back to ash and dust

From that stuff, primordial goo called humans

Who come with medical and dental plans included

Author's Note

Do not read this if you do not have full medical coverage. There are no safety nets or parachutes included in this reading.....maybe...