You’ll never see Doc Martin flash a smile:
The best his visage registers is grim.
He might tell you it’s an excess of bile
Or just his disposition to be prim.
So how Louisa fell for him is hard
To fathom, though his rectitude appeals;
He’s quite the opposite of Abelard
And of the sort who rather thinks than feels.
And yet, his diligence and rectitude,
Apparent in each weekly episode,
Are recompense enough for his being rude
And for the bristly brusqueness of his mode.
Though he’s a hero who is clearly flawed,
After each episode you’ll still applaud.