His Majesty's Service

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Nurse,

Quick!

I think we're losing him.

Then let us tuck him in

In layers of love.

And bring him lots of warm

Cups of cuddles.

On the telly, switch to some

Get well watching.

And don't forget to mop his brow

With a kind cloth of caring.

Don't worry, petal,

I'll get you better.

I have one final thing:

These medicated kisses

Will work through your body,

And you'll be right as rain

In no time.

And remember, should you need me...

All you have to do is ask,

And I'll come running

To be at your side

With my helpful hands of healing.