Scabs

I got a graze upon my knee
It hurts and it’s bloody
My mum cleans away the dirt
Then puts a plaster on me
Scabs they form after a while
Love them so, they make me smile
Scabs
Scabs
Love my scabs
My owwey’s healing pretty quick
It’s begging for me to pick
Lift it slowly from the flesh
Take it, sniff it then lick
Scabs are crusty, scabs are neat
Take them off and start to eat
Scabs
Scabs
Love my scabs
Scabs
Scabs
Love my scabs