Poem -

Our NHS

You play with the pen doodling
Headlines shout whose canoodling
The phone glued to your left ear
Can you get an appointment oh dear
Fully booked im afraid what at only 8.05?
“Try again 8am tomorrow”if i survive?
The system needs a shake up surely
Bad luck if your feeling poorly
Arrange to be ill from next week ok
We can fit you in whichever day
Which doctor do you see ?
Angry now”I dont i see a gp”

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