Favourite Things

Feigning an illness for sicknotes I've written,

By ladies in labour, my arms have been bitten,

Brown faecal packages, by god it mings!

These are a few of my favourite things.

Cream coloured pustules & crisp panga slices,

Breath smells & foot smells and species of lices,

Wild taxi drivers cause crashes & dings,

These are a few of my favourite things.

Sr Pleses in green dresses that phone about rashes,

AIDS blood that squirts on my nose and eyelashes,

Clinic referrals & the crap that it brings,

These are a few of my favourite things.

REFREIN :

When my salary bites,
When the bullets sting,
When crime waits at my gate,
I simply remember my favourite things
And I want to emigrate.