A GP's New Year poems... No.1 - Going broke
She came clean
“I didn’t think I had a problem.”
And listed all the people she had seen.
The naturopath and chiro had a crack
Physio, masseur, that reiki quack.
“The personal trainer advised that I see you.”
I checked my notes: three years without review.
She said to me, “I’m going broke.”
I murmured to agree.
“How lucky then you’ve come to see,
As a last resort,
Your bulk-bill GP.”