He spotted my hoax and ordered some curry

I emptied tomato sauce over my head,

Sent for the doctor and lay on my bed.

He spotted my hoax and ordered some curry

Thus encoated ,I now start to worry.

For, though a hoax ,it¹ betrayed real needs

I needed attention at record speed.

Surely an articulate woman like me

Can make to all a sensible plea.

Acting out is usually done

By those who privacy wish to shun.

But sometimes it’s tempting to throw a fit

And give the boot to our stiff upper lip

I recommend yoghurt and warm cherry pie

Spread it extensively round your eyes.

Call the doctor and say you’re hot

After all.who’s ever not?