Ehh it’s good to have Carers coming to the house,

there’re all sorts of things to talk about

Like how many times some old folk went out

Without anyone knowing their whereabouts

 

Then there’s discussions on all sorts of stuff

Like who’s not well, and having it rough

Them as have money, and them that’s skint

Those who are generous, and who’s a skinflint

 

The houses they go in can be a bit off

With rubbish piled up as high as the loft

To clean and hoover would take a week

They daren’t use the bog to take a leak

 

Then there’s all the stuff they have to do

like personal care and cleaning the loo

Giving out tablets and putting on cream

They probably still do it all in their dreams

 

Chats about tummies, bowels and worse

Or what time you’re going to see the nurse

Do you need to have a laxative today?

Or a Mars to help you work rest and play?

 

Well, joking apart its plain to see

The great things that Carers do for you and me

If I had my way, I’d give them a rise

If only to compensate for the muck...

they’re in up to their eyes!