When I became a Doctor’s wife All the Romance went out of my life. When,there is a crescent moonlit night It reminds him of falcifarum gametocyte. If I hold his hand with sudden impulse He thinks I want to check his pulse. Once on his shoulder I put my head “Do you have torticollis?” worried, he said When my face flushes with pleasure He rushes to check my blood pressure. “My eyes stare at your handsome face” I tease He thinks I suffer from Graves Disease When on his lap I put feet of mine He tries to elicit the Babinsky’s sign When I dress up and ask his opinion “Consious cooperative,well oriented”is his decision Yess, full of diseases is this poor life When you become A doctor’s wife