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…And Nurses…It's time to move on I'm afraid, Cos am running outa verse! It's giving me a temperature, Am gona need the nurse!!! Oh dear, get me a bucket, Am feelin' really sick, Nurse Rose!!! I need you here! And you better be real quick! Now you know am always iffy, And me nerves are really bad, Am always in your office, Now aint that really sad! But I try to be as quiet, As a mouse can be, But I'm afraid it never works, Well what you expect Rose, this is me! Now when you do me diabetes check, Watch were you put that needle in, Cos you know what am like Rose, I'll probably chuck up in your bin! And you know that blood pressure thingy? The one you plonk on me arm! Well please Rose, be a little gentle, Cos you're gona do me harm! Now if there's any spelling errors, Please people, don't you fret, Cos when I write me poems, You're simply stuck with what you get! Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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