Doctor

A doctor there was, degree and all,
His complexion was clean and structure tall.
He was a talented man that is sure,
His soul could heal any one with the right cure.
A tainted white coat lay over his shoulders,
With glasses so thick they look like boulders.
The hair on his face is kept trimmed neat,
His eyes are like no other can beat.
The tone of his skin was a pale white,
And his face lacked the bright inner light.
There was one thing missing from this charming man,
It must be on his limbs, the lack of tan.
From his fingers there was on thing missing,
And his lips had longed from some kissing.
His wife and family left him years ago,
The divorce gave his ego a real blow.
His house for twelve now only serves one,
And it’s used for show of the prizes he’s won.
He works so hard, all day and night,
Any woman that would stay would have such fright.
His only dream was a job and family,
The thought of being alone has left him so grimly.
A charming man whom anyone would adore,
He never allows himself to be a bore.
All he wants is to find him self a lady,
So he no longer has to act so shady.
Someone who he can share all his talent,
A woman strong, willing, and gallant.
He hopes his journey will bring him good,
For it’s his last chance to be understood.