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PLAYING DOCTOR AT 8
“I
have a tummy ache,” said Suzie.
“What do you have to prescribe for me today?”
“Well,”
smiled Bobby,
“for upset stomachs, may I suggest
lithium or Prozac and some estrogen.
I found them in Mommy’s top drawer,
and she is always happy.”
“Are
you sure that will cure my upset stomach?”
asked Suzie.
“Did
you graduate from third grade
with a C+ in meth and a B-
in spilling?” replied Bobby.
“No, sir, you did not.
I earned my doctor’s degree with
hard work and eating all my Jello at lunchtime.”
“Okay,
don’t get so upset, Dr. Bobby.
So, what do you suggest for a headache?”
“That’s
an easy one,” smiled Dr. Bobby.
“I would strongly recommend
50 grams of Cialis,
followed by 20 grams of Viagra
and six tablets of Lunesta.
I found them under my daddy’s pillow,
and he never has a headache problem anymore!”
“Wow,”
exclaimed Suzie.
“It sure sounds like your parents are drug addicts.”
“Yep,
they sure are,” said Bobby.
“Lucky for them, I am a doctor.”
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WHAT'S THE MEANING OF THIS POEM?
The poem is meant to be darkly funny on the surface, but underneath the humor it’s doing something sharp and unsettling. It uses children’s play as a mirror to expose what’s happening in the adults’ world — and the result is a satire about parental dysfunction, the normalization of prescription drug dependence, and the way kids absorb what they’re exposed to without understanding it. Get it..Good....
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