Of all the jobs I wouldn't like
There's one that tops the list.
I wonder what they have to pay
To get folk to enlist.
Most of us will use them
And be thankful that they're there.
But I would hate to have that job,
And I'm sure you'll all concur.
Waking in a morning,
Thinking what they're going to do.
Must put them off their breakfast,
And probably their brew.
What is this job I'm thinking of
That sounds so dull and drab?
As I seal up my sputum specimen
To send off to the Lab.