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Jail House Nurses
We give drugs to thugs, Cause honey, that’s what we’re paid to do, We patch their broken bones, When they beat each other black and blue.
We sew up their boo boos, With old needles and fishing line, Or we’ll just use some super glue, If it’s close to our break time.
We’ll give them an aspirin, When they whine from a headache, Just give us a minute, To eat our chocolate cake.
When the kitchen’s gourmet food, Gives their sensitive tummy’s an ache, We’ll tell the sergeant, To just let the poor dears sleep in late.
We’re the jail house nurses, We call the shots around here, We can fix what ails you, With a shot to your rear.
Poem copyrighted © 2004 by Lydia Warner Miller Web site copyrighted © 2012 by Lydia Warner Miller Cell: 530-391-5056 Home: 530-644-5594 email: brokenbadge8@yahoo.com lydia-miller.artistwebsites.com Fine Art America.com search Lydia Miller 2379 Indian Wells Road Placerville, CA 95667 |
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