Catching Zebras
A common ailment
Is a horse
Of course
I catch zebras
Rare
It isn't fair
That herds
Infest my clinic
I scratch deeper
Invest time
And there
The zebra is
Striped
Black and white
A sight
Time is precious
My employer states
Grates
Pontificates
I'm sad to relate
See more people
Faster
Can I last?
Being hastier
Losing weight
Food isn't tastier
When I rush
Tastes of dust
See each patient
For one thing
Doesn't matter
What they bring
The template
Is king
I rage
In the cage
Of the EMR
I stray far
Fetched
Stretching
I fight
And bite
My partners panic
And whisper "manic"
I strive
I dive
Hide myself
To stay alive
Magic spells
To give them hell
And keep me well
I won't sell
Out
I pout
Choose another route
And play my flute
Go in at night
Tread very light
Stay out of sight
A zebra catcher
Watch her
Patch her
Without the time
To listen close
I'd miss most
Zebras
And of course
Even worse
I might miss
A horse