Wednesday, September 24, 2008

THE DOCTOR

It's time to call a doctor, To see what he'll advise,
To fix my aches, sad patterns break, His books all looked so wise.
He says internal jogging has, Helped most every case,
Play fun tapes, as mind reshapes, It gives a change of pace.

The tapes of fun comedians, Has often helped just fine,
So start internal jogging, You'll be surprised each time.
By yourself or with a friend, share jokes that come to mind,
Relax with dance and laughter, It matters not what kind.

I turned on my recorder with, Jokes of former times,
Once more they came to life again, As old days came to mind.
Then with a friend we played her tapes, Called other folks we knew.
And planned a time together, Old fun times to renew.

It really worked, good doctor, Your wisdom I'll pass on,
No drugs to carry side effects, One really can't go wrong.
We vowed to get together more, Shared simple foods with care,
And passed around new recipes, With mirth as mental fare.

Our T-cells wakened B-cells, As healing spread along,
And passed to every cell within, In rhythmic patterns strong.
It's been confirmed by Science now, Norm Cousins proved it right,
With healthy foods and laughter's fun, His cancer healed outright.
So thank you doctor for your help, Good food and laughter too,
This extra joy found others cheered, Just try - you'll find it's true.

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