The song has passed this way (and likely yours) countless
times in recent years -- and each time with a different
rendition accompanying it. Even so I get a good belly-laugh
each time it does.
We
praise the colorectal surgeon Misunderstood and much
maligned Slaving away in the heart
of darkness Working where the sun
don't shine
Respect the colorectal surgeon It's a calling few would
crave Lift up your hands and
join us Let's all do the finger
wave
When it comes to spreading joy There are many techniques Some spread joy to the
world And others just spread
cheeks Some may think the
cardiologist Is their best friend But the colorectal
surgeon knows .... He'll get you in the end !
Why the colorectal surgeon ? It's one of those
mysterious things. Is it because in that
profession There are always
openings ?
When I first met a colorectal surgeon He did not quite
understand; I said, "Hey it's nice to meet
you But do you mind - if we don't
shake hands ?"
He sailed right through medical school Because he was a whiz Oh but he never thought
of psychology Though he read passages A doctor he wanted to be For golf he loved to play But this is not quite
what he meant .... By eighteen holes a day !
We
praise the colorectal surgeon Misunderstood and much
maligned Slaving away in the heart
of darkness Working where the sun
don't shine
