March 27, 2016 by Sez
About 14 years ago I worked in a nursing home. I loved the residents. It was like having 30 grandparents. I even dream about them sometimes. This is Annie, who was also known as Queenie, and was utterly indomitable until her dying day.
I’ve still got the best legs in Kersal
I won’t wear no flowery frock
In my red mini skirt
I will giggle and flirt
Though the fellas here can’t take the shock.
That Sophie who sits on the sofa
And thinks that she’s better than me
With her nose in the air,
Well I don’t like to swear
But she’s something beginning with B.
And Mabel who eats at my table
Used to be a headmistress, you know.
She’s pretty good craic
But she gets on my back
Cause my grammar is only so-so.
Old Max is a pain in the backside.
He thinks he’s the gaffer round here.
Gives the nurses such stick!
– Well he always was thick
And a little too fond of his beer.
I like Graham who works in the games room,
Calling bingo and teaching us crafts.
He’s the type that you’d find
On a Christmas tree, mind,
Yes, a fairy. You see, I’m not daft!
But I’ve still got the best legs in Kersal:
You can’t say I look ninety three.
Keep your shampoo and set:
I’m too young for that yet!
Who’s the belle of the home? Yes it’s me!