Small Things that Count
It’s said small things don’t matter in this great world of ours,
The whine of one mosquito can wake you up for hours
It echoes through the silence till you just want to cry
So that’s a crazy statement and now you know just why.
And have you ever had a flea you simply cannot find?
The little buggar bites you till you almost lose your mind.
You can’t find where he is, but you sure know where he’s been
You scritch and scratch relentlessly, your mood becoming mean
And don’t forget the grandkids, though at times you wish you could
‘Cause often when you’ve company and you need them to be good
They faithfully repeat the things you never should have said.
Makes you wish you’d followed instinct and chased them off to bed.
But worst of all are small things that float all through the air –
They wait their chance and dig right in before you know they’re there.
The bugs and germs that seek you out and make you cough and sneeze
Will not give up attacking till they’ve brought you to your knees.
So small things really matter be they bad or be they good
Just take a timtam biscuit – do you really think you should?
Chocolate is a cure-all for each and every ill
Just call me Doctor Ducky, and I’ll send you my bill.