The Call Bell Rings

No matter the time, No matter the day.
The call bell rings, i'm on my way.
Ready to serve, and ready to please.
God, help me! I pray on my knee's.
Help me think quick, and ease the pain.
A level and clear head, I must maintain.
To save my patient, I must stay.
Until that night, they pass away.
Sorrow and heartache, I hope to ease.
Although in this game, there are NO guarantee,s.
The pain i feel, I must contain.
Except to myself, I wont complain.
The call bell rings, I'm on my way!

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