Poor Doctor Dickory,
he failed chemistry,
a tough pill to swallow
for a man so versed.
Valerie Snickery,
didn’t like men, you see,
in the infirmary
she worked as a nurse.
From in the “sickery”
“Doc” called the nursery
to send her some flowers,
but Valerie cursed.
She declared victory,
when she shot “Doc”, you see
she carried a pistol
right there in her purse!
© Walter J. Wojtanik – 2016
Poetic Asides April Poem-A-Day Challenge – Day #11: “Defense”
THROUGH THE EYES OF A POET'S HEART 