Nhs Birthday
Flashing lights, and men in green.
Rescue a man from a crash scene.
Angels greet him at the hospital doors
he must look like a victim of some great war.
X rays taken wounds are dressed
All his ailments are put to rest
No insurance premiums or bills to pay
The good old nhs as saved the day
Mums in labour, grans in wards
Paupers or members of the house of lords
Matters not your place of birth
Your reputation or monetary worth
The nhs is for us all
So, its great big Happy birthday
From us all.
Copyright © Stephen Pennell | Year Posted 2018
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