Saturday, 7 June 2025

Bathtime Blues by Elaine Pearson

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

Me bath days are over for sure!

2 comments:

Jennie said...

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!

Irena Szirtes said...

Well said Jennie: whatever we use, we should just keep writing!