Hello hello she moans and then she screams
She wants the nurse to come she’s had bad dreams
She overdoes the calling ,makes them mad.
She wants to see her mother or her dad.
But now she’s 94 nobody’s left
She still looks from South to East to West.
Let’s go home she whispers to herself.
Oh,where is home when she has little wealth?
The husband’s dead her daughter sadly too.
T1he Carers have no time, what can she do ?
She thinks another lady fancies men
she envies her then envies her again
What about the man who barks and quacks?
What pointed grief what torture rushes back?
These modern lepers lack Lord Jesus touch
The old the blind the deaf no longer rich.
Dementia is an illness cruelly taxed.
They have to sell their houses that’s a fact.
If you’re ill where is the NHS?
Old and weak be frightened, know the rest