Doctor.

I have my personal doctor
Who visits me at home
I call him up, he comes to see me
Whenever I'm alone.

He tries to keep my head in check,
Helps me with my troubles,
Helps me lift the bottle and
Sometimes serves me doubles.

When the sink gets blocked
And filled with recycled leftovers
Out comes the tool box and
The one, the only Mr. Muscle.

When she eventually performed
Her final half pirouette
He said chin up a drinks the cure
and kept me out all night.