Nit nurse day!

Oh! The shame you’re to blame, never washed your hair,
Soap was old, water cold, no shampoo to spare,
Looks in your ears, compounds your fears, sees the dirt inside,
Dirt on your neck, ‘oh! bloomin heck’, got nowhere to hide.

Got told off, stutter and cough, “Sorry miss”,  you say,
Out of the line, now feeling fine, playground now to play,
Nit nurse gone, all carry on, playing hide and seek,
What did she say? wash hair today? – I’ll do it once, – next week!

Mick
( Copyright Michael Westwood 2014 )