At the place I do much hate.

Magazines as old as 96'

I have no broken bones, what is there to fix.

Could it be that no longer I can see,

That's not right, I see you, I see me.

I hope I do not get a shot,

Want a shot, oh no i do not.

The cold stethescope on my chest,

I will be frantic and will not rest.

Mercy me I do not want to see,

The doctor with his P.H.D