A Lucky Doctor
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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A young, handsome doctor as I was,
I had had two types of clients:
Aunties with nothing wrong with them,
Who paid handsomely for my bedroom manners;
The slum dwellers, with all the wrong with them,
Who paid poorly or nothing at all.
A section fed me; a section I fed.
I led a life more than a doctor could.
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