He was wearing bed socks
And a night cap on his head;
Long Johns and pyjamas
As he tucked himself in bed.
Wrapped up in his dressing gown
‘Neath blankets and an eiderdown
He said his nightly prayers.
So covered up in layers
He saved upon his heating bill
Whilst hoping that he’d not get ill.
As germs are killed off by the cold
He knew that’s how we hoped the old
Would end their days and cease to be
A burden on society.