MY DAD AS A CHILD BEFORE THE N H S
When dad were a child , he were ill so bad ,His dad , Jo , sent his oldest Mary to fetch ,
The doctor , he would not come ,
Till he were given half a crown , two and six ,
Mary ran back home crying fit to burst ,
'' DA '' , '' MOM '' , Mary dob , tears running,
''Doctor said he wont come till he's given half a crown '' ,
Jo , her father was not imprest at all ,
In fact he were bloody angry ,
But were he to do , his son David were proper porley ,
As any one could plainly see ,
Jo were out of work it were the hungry 30's ,
Both father and mother no spare money at all ,
Only money fore rent and food , money for one nay both ,
Had to be paid to the doctor first or their son would die ,
Half a crown were taken , dispatched with Mary to the doctor ,
Doctor duly paid duly went to make a house call ,
Diagnosed young David had phenomena , bad ,
Thankfully we now have the National Health Service now!
Ken D Williams
The Dyslexic Poet
Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2012-01-16 at 13:26
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