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