Eh?
I don't give a fig for a victim,
Or a hoot for the feeble of mind,
A leper's all right once one's kicked him,
But I'm terribly kind to the blind.
The hungry, the homeless, the vagrants,
Seem irrelevant once one has dined.
The lonely don't fill me with fragrance,
But I'm terribly kind to the blind.
Malaria, typhus and rickets
Aren't part of my annual grind -
They're not what I'd call winning tickets,
But I'm terribly kind to the blind.
For those who may think I'm short-sighted,
The deaf always make me see red,
While the blind make me really delighted,
And - sorry, what was it you said?