Modern Medicine.
I went to a. modern Doctor to learn what it was was was wrong, ~ I'd lately been off . iny fodder and life was no nioreJa song. He felt of niy pulse, as they all do; he gazed at' my outstretched tongue; He took off my coat and weskit and harked at each wheezing lung. He fed me a small glass penstalk with figures itpon" the side, ;. And this was his final verdict when all of my marks he'd spied: —- '.'Do you eat fried eggs ? Then quit it.7 You don't? Then hurry and eat 'era, Along with some hay that was cut in ,-: May—" There are no other foods to beat"em. Do. you walk? Then stop iristariter-:—' For exercise will not do For people with wh*>m it doesn't agree— ".' '-'■''. '■"- And this is the rule for you: Just quit whatever you do do, And begin whatever you. don't; For "what you don't do may agree with And whatever you do won't. Yes, thus „saith the modern doctor. . Tradition be doubly durned!
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Free Lance, Volume XVI, Issue 867, 16 February 1917, Page 13
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171Modern Medicine. Free Lance, Volume XVI, Issue 867, 16 February 1917, Page 13
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