A DASAL SOG OF GRATITUDE (POST-SIDUS OPERATIOD)

God bless you, Doctor Daylor
For your ibproved idhaler !
O, shout it through loud-hailer
And sbartly strike the drub ! *
For, thagks to Doctor Daylor
Ad his ibproved idhaler,
Me choobs is clear !
The day is here !
The day I'b going hobe !

Bless Doctor Gupta ! He alode
Who filleted be septub bode !
(Dot that I ever would have knowd
That that is what they do,
Had Br D. dot let it out -
Ad all those durses, too, about !)
Still, what the hell !
Today I'b well !
Today I'b going hobe !

And bless you, durses, every wod**
Who wielded each her separate rod
To peer, ad poke, ad prise, ad prod
And bake be eyes to rud;
All is forgived, all is past !
The day is cub, is cub at last !
Be choobs is clear !
So give a cheer !
Today I'b goig hobe !

* Good heavens, nurse, no ! Not the eardrub !
** Sorry about that ! Still a bit dasal, you udderstad !

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