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How many people in Barnet
Have heard of the Wellhouse
Have you.
It made my life, controlled my life
By the colour blue.

From eager teenage trainee nurse,
To an ancient old codger,
Yes that鈥檚 me.
Memories come crowding in
Of what there used to be.

SO YOU SAY

The colour blue, why the colour blue.
From around green fields could be seen.

I SAY

Broken bodies, pathetic faces,
Of soldiers who鈥檇 fought for the Queen.

鈥淥h鈥� ! Not the war again
Comes the wellworn phrase, boredom creeping in
I am determined to end my poem
So listen and take the rest of this in.

SO WHY THE COLOUR BLUE

Blue boys we called the soldiers
Dressed in hospital blue
Wandering wards and spacious grounds.
In traumatised condition too.

Blue wore the Matron and Sisters
And included little old me
Blue were our faces with despair
As now with blue memories.

SO

The Barnet General Hospital
I鈥檓 told is now it鈥檚 name.
Of where Oliver Twist started out
And Dickens added his fame.

SO WHAT ABOUT ME>

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