The Care Worker

You and your sister are in so much pain

You must feel like your life is in vain

I hate that you live in fear

And you have no cheer

The staff push you around as a joke

They pick on you and poke

They are monsters, them men

You never know where and when

They hurt you again and again

They are inhumane

They have to be stopped

From their jobs they should be dropped

They call themselves care staff

Don’t make me laugh

They put them in charge of children

I would not put them in charge of my pen!

You people make me sick

With your horrible cruel trick

You call yourself a care worker

I call you an uncaring w*nker

One day you will be old

And someone will be there to scold

Karma will pay you back

But this time it will be you who gets the smack

Thank God Karma exists

With all its turns and twists

It’s coming to get you

And you Mr Care w*nker there will be nothing you can do!!!