I watch them come and go
All pretend love and fake smiles
With the odd little genuine moment
As their tears flow for miles

Prison camp The Willows nursing home
As to us its affectionately known
The place for useless old sloths
Who watch a screen and sit all alone

Lunch time then regular medication
Sometimes an afternoon nap
I try not to do that myself though
I’m still to young for that crap

Then again who am I kidding
With my legs like jelly in a bowl
And a double chin hiding cobwebs
I’m as stiff as a telegraph pole

A young nurse reminds me of me
Vivacious and full of life
The only difference being of course
Is I had a husband while she has a wife

David is coming in soon
My son and my little solider
Everytime I see him these days
He looks that little bit older

Mackerel on toast for dinner
Not really my cup of tea
Jam stuffed in a large bulbous doughnut
Now that would do for me

Just having a sip of tea
The last thing I can just about do
Thinking of the pleasant thought
That you’ll be here one day to