Little Miss Achy Head

My little Socks…

SOCKS:

Auntie….

Not enough fluid has grasped you quite hard

Headaches and pains are a wild card

But I am here to gently take it out

Of your small brain-fuelled bank account

I’ll nourish you with bubbles and tastes

And cream crackers covered in delicious meat paste

I’ll tell you stories and sing you songs

And rock you to sleep all night long

You’re in Marineville, so there’s no sign

Of Muffin around to scream and whine

Your eyes are as tired as the brain in control

Now settle in your nest, baby bird doll

*Trumptonshire-style song to a tune similar to Dream Angus*