Doctor Fell
Everyone loved Doctor Fell
That was until is wife fell ill
He would stop at nothing for a cure
And only something that would work for sure
Patients! Patients! He did demand
Searching across the unknowing land
Finding those hurt at first
And those fading from desperate thirst
Testing remedies, unneeded operations
His wife’s life caused these fixations
Wasn’t long before he turned to the healthy
All were welcome both poor and wealthy
As his wife continued to decline
His mind traveled further from fine
He began to hack even her to bits
Finding spare parts, making them fit.
His wife would never get better
Though death was a sweeter letter
Then many years of constant surgery
With the means of a cure, a perfect perjury
Now, no one likes Doctor Fell
Reasons why, all can tell
All do know, and know very well
To stay far away from Doctor Fell
