SPITTING ON THE HANKY
Saw it again today:
Impending polite social encounter,
Out from on high comes the Hanky
(I can’t spell the spitting noise-
but that comes next).
Then the action starts.
Hard to tell whether they were being cleaned up
Or having their faces remodelled
It’s a wonder they didn’t end up
With flat or moved noses
But the play dough faces came clean
Not exactly shining , but good enough.
Disgusting way to clean children
But I’d give anything
To have had someone care enough
To gob on a hanky
And sort me out
Too late now
All the dirt’s on the inside
WILF 05 2008