The Travelling Medicine Man came to town each year

To cure the diseased.

He was a beloved man with no foe or fear,

Everyone was pleased.

But then one year a patient bit his beloved leg

And it fell right off the man.

He could no longer travel with a peg.

He was then just the Medicine Man.

The Medicine Man was stuck in the village, he could still cure it all.

From syphilis to gonorrhea,

Fix your tooth after a kick, your leg after a fall,

From jaundice to diarrhea.

But then medicine began to fall out of fashion thanks to magic.

The market exploded with mages.

Anything could be healed by a wand. It was tragic

For the doctors and their wages.

The Medicine Man could not afford life in his current position.

He switched to a cashier

Where he was screamed at by customers about their superstitions.

He was then just the Man, oh dear.

The Man lived a decent life until a fateful day in Town Square

Where his pants were pulled down.

The crowd laughed at The Man as he stood bare,

Which caused him to frown.

The Man was stripped of his masculinity, quite literally.

Hmmm uhhhh…

You can’t really call him The Man, if you think about it really.

So now he was just The.

‘The’ End (pun)

Thank you for reading my literature. Your time dedication, and reading ability is significantly appreciated. For this, I must gift you a parting token of my gratitude. Take this star:

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It will guide you on your journey. I wish you the very best. Ta ta!