Here's a poem about toxic days
Busy wards and crowded hallways
From Out patients to In patients
You'll be needing a lot of patience
You gotta be quick but careful
Voice must be loud but respectful
Presence of mind all the time
'Cause to us, mislabeling is a crime
We deal with the dead and living
We examine body fluids for a living
We see your pee, we see your poo
Eeww? Oh, that's what we do
When we extract your blood
Please do not get mad
For it is what we have to do
So your doctors can help you
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