(her hands are cold)
She always comes in with an attitude of “I know it all”
Whilst behind her the stale smell of Cleenol lingers
But as she grabs my arm and makes another hole in my vein
I can see right through her too and call her Nurse Frog Fingers
About the Author
This is me, Leendert. I am a little bit old-fashioned and I love things from the past, old series like All Creatures Great And Small and On The Buses, mechanical wristwatches, bi-focal glasses, the old Pub Clock in the living room and vinyl records on my Garrard record player for example. I like shiny rings, bracelets and necklaces. Eccentric. You can often find me in the kitchen at parties.
