They moved in across the road
But they never cut the grass
Never opened the curtains in daylight
She put the bins out in her pyjamas
With her hair like a bird’s nest. Imagine.
His car was gone all day, sometimes all night
That poor baby. She didn’t even open the door to the Health visitor
Then she walked out into the street holding the wee bundle out to nobody
Please someone take him, he won’t stop crying.
It was late, but a lady walking a Labrador took the baby, and her hand, and led her back inside.