Enjoy our year-end haiku masterpiece
Confetti in scrubs,
IV drips champagne —
Night shift today is Kafkaesque.
Patients all resolved,
To exercise and eat greens—
Hallway smells of fries.
Elevator jammed,
Stretchers pile up in the hall—
Teleport or die.
Next patient comes in,
Hatchet in skull—
Don’t piss off the butcher next time.
This is not the vet’s office,
Did someone just bring in—
A unicorn that farts glitter?
Ventilator sings,
ICU joins the chorus—
Code blue becomes jazz.
Patients do conga,
Wheelchairs spin like carnival—
Nurses toss confetti.
Defibrillator,
Set to disco flash mode—
Electric boogie.
Pharmacy erupts,
Pills rain like candy from clouds—
Fentanyl and booze don’t mix well.
Heart monitor beeps,
Syncs perfectly to bass drum—
Cardiologist joins as beatbox.
Lab coat caught fire,
Microscopes light up like stars—
Aliens think: mating season on Earth.
Midnight strikes at last,
Chart notes pile up high—
Doctors dream of sleep.
Happy New Year!
