There was an old nurse who lived in a shoe~
He had so many patients, he didn’t know what to do~
He cut them and sliced them and spread them out wide~
And said ‘look at all these lovely insides!’~
Old MacDonald had a ward~ E-I-E-I-O~
And in that ward he had some guts~ E-I-E-I-O~
With a squish-squish here and a slice-slice there~
Here a bleed, there a scream, everywhere a red stream~
Old MacDonald had a ward… and Nurse Way made it art~ 💉"
Pop goes the weasel, pop goes the spleen~
Out comes the liver, nice and sheen~
Guts go splat on the shiny steel tray~
Nurse Way dances while they spray~
What a lovely red ballet~