They maintain a sense of humour
In the face of lethal tumour
Death and torture fire and flooding
Never mind the trees are budding
They are blissful home alone
With a companionable phone
If they’re about we jump and shout
We’re going out with Liz and Tone

They find it very funny
If you offer any money
And do nothing else but laugh
At your attempt to give them half
They think nothing could be worse
Than someone getting out a purse
Another day is what they’ll say
Or you could pay in rhyming verse

They have reasons to be weary
Sad and anxious but they’re cheery
Smartly dressed to feel their best
In natty trousers nicely pressed
Their lovely smiles are full of glee
As if their favourite person’s me
So consistently resilient
What a brilliant way to be