Ey, I haven’t had a bath in ages
And sometimes I wish that I could
‘Cos soaking in lovely warm soap-suds
Would surely do me good
So, here we are at this posh hotel
With a lovely big bath ‘en-suite’
I thought I’d take advantage
And give meself a treat
Well, I managed to climb in alright
Sitting down was a bit of a struggle
Don’t know how I’ll ever get out
I’m in a bit of a muddle!
‘Cos I can’t reach to turn the
taps on
And the water’s getting cold
I’m starting to panic just a little
I could be here till I’m old!
So with one almighty effort
I launch meself to standing
There’s me, and water all over the place
It’s running out onto the landing!
Oh, me legs ache, me back hurts, me neck’s stiff
I shan’t try that any more
I’ll stick to me shower in future
2 comments:
I can identify Elaine’s writing a mile away! She is delighted you are putting her work on the blog because I don’t think she uses any form of technology. She sent me her poems in the post. Quite right too!
Well said Jennie: whatever we use, we should just keep writing!
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