The Merry Chiropractor

(I wrote this in honor of my chiropractor)

Some artists like paper and pencil,
Others prefer paint or clay,
But give me a back that is out of whack
And I tell you you’ve made my day.

Many folk are naturally gifted
At dancing as their feet go to work;
But there’s none like me that can set you free
When I teach your spine how to twerk.

Audiophiles like Classical music,
Jazz fans find jazz makes ‘em hop,
But for me nothing sounds so musically
As that snap, crackle and pop.

Customers arrive here in agony,
Though rarely they remain as before.
It’s almost a sin that when I’m done it is then
That they smile and ask me for more!