She wipes the butts she cleans out the tubes she answers the call button she deals with the rude  She’ll tighten your gown And give you a smirk No buttcheeks left exposed Then she’s right back to work She wears all the hats She dries all the tears She holds all the hands  And calms all the fears  The burden she carries  She carries it well She’ll come home and collapse  With stories she’ll never tell She’s a hero in a cape Though she’ll brush off the recognition Because she’s here to serve And does it with conviction She interprets the orders  When no one can read them She’ll sit…