A Thousand Doctors
E
Emmanuel George Cefai
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In the city a thousand doctors
Wear the immaculate blouse
Of white and have black
Moustaches.
They stand up erect in the
Hospitals; notebooks in hands;
And lovely nurses by; with a
Cross; the patients lie.
As children in a pram
The patients wheeled
Here and there from lab to
Lab; then to their hospital room
And bed
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