In the afternoon they iron our clothes

Then the bedsheets, comfort for our toes .

They give us cups of tea and watch us drink

So we can’t complain they gave us ink.

Some days I have apple juice instead

They say it’s quite ok to wet the bed.

I wonder how they dry these cotton sheets.

We dried ours on lines in our backstreet

Now there are no back streets any more

We had a water closet by the door