SICK AND WEARY Who takes the blame

It's a real damn shame,

The doctors and nurses

We don't hear their curses.

Running round in circles

Searching round for beds,

The sick they come in by the dozen

Doctors and nurses are really buzzin.

Send one home before she is well

The one on the trolley is going through hell,

She's been on that trolley for over six hours

Having oxygen to help her to breathe

But she needs a bed to give her some ease

I took my friend in one Sunday night

This is when I saw their plight,

The devotion of the staff was plain to see

But those poor souls what misery.

Sorry you're still on that trolley

Won't be long before we get you a bed,

Six hours later a porter is on his way

Oh my God what a terrible day.

So much agony so much pain

Things are really going downhill,

Do we really have to swallow this pill?

Not enough hospitals, not enough beds

It's time you got together and used your heads. By Mrs Joan Aldred

Whitegate Drive, Bolton

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