Every year on the 12th of May
It's international nursing day
Come perform a tracheotomy
Or try a partial lobotomy
International nursing day
It's international nursing day
It's international nursing day
Come perform a tracheotomy
Or try a partial lobotomy
International nursing day
It's international nursing day
And why is International Nursing Day so permanently etched in to my memory? Why has it become such a big and important part of my otherwise feeble life?
Well, it's the day Malcolm Glazer finally stole my club. 12th May 2005. I'm sure you'll all join me in wishing the old cunt, and his hideous array of sons, a quick and easy death, followed by a long and torturous after-life.
To quote the terrace ditty so popular on the Manchester Road End, there will be jelly and ice cream when Glazer dies. So hurry up, Unky Malc. Don't keep us waiting. The ice cream is starting to melt.
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