Wow.
There have been some entertaining presentations for a Grand Rounds (myself, I’m Joe Friday), but this is a masterpiece: Halloween Grand Rounds
And now, without further delay, and with apologies to Edgar Allen Poe, I present to you
The Intern
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I rounded weak and weary
Stomach hot and rumbling, I came bleary and a-stumbling
For a cup of hot caffeine through the doctor’s parlor door.
On the sofa lurked before me a shadow breaking silence with rumbling snore.
‘Tis some visitor, I muttered, slumb’ring loudly, bell’wing out that roar.
A sleeping Intern, nothing more.
Ah, distinctly I remember twins delivered last September
Sadly recalled by the Fat Doctor, a patient that she had before;
Or maybe Ghosts the Tundra froze, that living were Yupik Eskimos.
I steeled myself – made no fuss, recalled a day on the Singing Bus
Traveling happily through Uganda, Borneo Breezes dancing
on the wooden floor.
Simply this, and nothing more.…
Holy Cow. It’ll be a while before I volunteer to host again. A Bravura performance!
