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The Nit Nurse An Itchy Poem

The Nit nurse would come around once a month To my primary school usually after lunch We'd all queue up in a line All the kids and friends of mine. One by one the nurse would examine our hair Once in a while the scruffier one's in the class Were given a brown paper bag and letter for their mum And told to run home fast. You could say I was a bit slow But it took me years before I got to know what was in that Brown paper bag. I never got one myself My hair must have been in perfect health But I don't know why but I'm suddenly beginning to itch I swear and it's not just my hair Do you feel itchy now too? OOh. Peter Dome.Copyright.2015.May.

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Jan Allison

Date: 5/15/2015 12:54:00 PM

I felt itchy reading the title Peter! I was mortified when my son came home with nits - but it was rampant once one child in reception got it - I have worked with a 13 year old girl - her hair was literally moving on its own she was so infested - i had to kill the nits as they crawled on the desk - it was vile - thankfully despite working at school I've never got them - still check my hair regularly though! eww am itching again now:-( Hugs Jan xx

Peter Dome
Date: 5/16/2015 3:31:00 AM

Oh dear. I'm itching now as I write. hows that for the power of the written word. That must have been a nightmare.The nits probably ended up in the school dinners. thank you Pete. ooh itch itch itch.