The Colo-Rectal Surgeon
We praise the Colo-Rectal Surgeon
Misunderstood and much maligned,
Slaving away in the heart of darkness,
Working where the sun don?t shine.

Respect the Colo-Rectal Surgeon
It's a calling few would crave,
Lift up your hands and join us,
Let's all do the finger wave.

When it comes to spreading joy
There are many techniques
Some spread joy through the world
And others just spread cheeks
Some may think the Cardiologist
Is their best friend,
But the Colo-Rectal Surgeon knows
He'll get you in the end.

Why be a Colo-Rectal Surgeon
It's one of those mysterious things.
Is it because in that profession
There are always openings?

When I first met a Colo-Rectal Surgeon
He did not quite understand.
I said, "Hey it's nice to meet you,
But do you mind if we don't shake hands?"

He sailed right though medical school
Because he was a whiz.
Oh, but he never thought of Psychology
Though he read passages.
A doctor he wanted to be
For golf he loved to play
But this is not quite what he meant
By eighteen holes a day.

Praise the Colo-Rectal Surgeon
Misunderstood and much maligned,
Slaving away in the heart of darkness,
Working where the sun don?t shine.


category: general  date entered: 2006-03-26