Purple monkey had an accident,

he was sad, as sad can be.

I am the one with surgeon's hands

and so he was sent to me.

With his arm wrenched from his socket,

He couldn't do a thing.

He couldn't laugh, run or climb,

neither could he swing!

Monkey had to be stitched up

without an anaesthetic,

but he was extremely brave

not at all pathetic.

My surgeon's hands were brutal,

I pulled the stitches tight

and monkey, (who felt rather sick!)

had to stay the night.

Purple monkey's now gone home,

no longer feeling rotten.

All thanks to Nanny Pat

With her needle and her cotton!