So your soon to have your operation,
Thanks to the teams kind dedication.
Let's us hope they will do their best,
And prove they've passed all their tests.
While you rest in your comfortable bed,
Hold a positive outlook in your head.
Sometimes the nurses will be a pain in the neck and elsewhere,
And if you feel like it - you bloody well swear.
The food'll be nice ‘cos the cooks ‘aint bad,
And don't offer me any ‘cos I'd ‘ave already ‘ad.
I'll keep you informed of the local gossip,
And may e'en hold your hand while you have a kip.
Later on you'll be needin' a breather,
So we'll nip down the canteen together.
And you can buy any items in the shop,
While you talk to me non-stop.
There with the public you'll learn to go home.
Then we'll be back to the car, the sea, the foam.
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