I just came across this delightful poem, published by Gilda Radner in the November 17, 1988 issue of the New England Journal of Medicine:
DOCTORS ARE WHIPPERSNAPPERS
Doctors are whippersnappers in ironed white coats
Who spy up your rectums and look down your throats
And press you and poke you with sterilized tools
And stab at solutions that pacify fools.
I used to revere them and do what they said
Till I learned what they learned on was already dead.
Radner G. Doctors are whippersnappers. New England J Med 1988; 319 (2): 1358.