Referal

Paging Doctor Deity
His office filled to capacity
Some elderly, some before their time
But all of them athrob
Prepared to explain their pain
Nerves blazing on a scale of one to infinity
Deity breezes in, so breathless
His nurses flutter, exchanging glances
Speculation about the size of his cock
"Good morning sugars!" he beams
Winking from each to each
But there are patients to consider
The Good Doc organizes with ceremony
Having just returned from his nuptials
Catered and performed at the Vatican
The Bride royalty, one is told
The wait elongates
Catalogues from art auctions wearing thin
But then Nurse Acolyte appears
An audience granted for this specimen
Given to expect the Finest Treatment Possible
Just a bit of Surgery to set things straight
In the name of the Doctor
His Hun
And these nearly ghosts...