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Cardiovascular Incision
I am the surgeon, and here is my knife;
let's open you up, see what's causing your strife.
(Please don't regret trusting me with your life.)
Oh I am the surgeon, and here is my table.
Climb up and I'll help you to heal, if I'm able.
(Don't mind if my hands are a little unstable.)
Sure I'm a surgeon, see, look at my tools!
But the people who ask me for help are all fools.
(They should teach more about heart surgery in schools.)
let's open you up, see what's causing your strife.
(Please don't regret trusting me with your life.)
Oh I am the surgeon, and here is my table.
Climb up and I'll help you to heal, if I'm able.
(Don't mind if my hands are a little unstable.)
Sure I'm a surgeon, see, look at my tools!
But the people who ask me for help are all fools.
(They should teach more about heart surgery in schools.)
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