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Aug. 14th, 2003 03:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cabbitzillaThis just -had- to be posted. My renegade PennMUSH coder has been spending long hours fine tuning globals... and as a profit of his labors, he gifted me with this:
And on that note.... G'nite!
*runs like hell*
| We praise the colo-rectal surgeon, Misunderstood and much miligned, 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 to 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 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 didn't not quite understand, I said, "Hey it's nice to meet you, But do you mind, we don't shake hands!" |
| He sailed right through medical school, Because he was a wiz, 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 18 holes a day! |
| Praise the colo-rectal surgeon, Misunderstood and much miligned, Slaving away in the heart of darkness, Working where the sun don't shine. |
And on that note.... G'nite!
*runs like hell*
