Well Mrs Hutchinson, you're looking healthy, ha
But just in case
Here's a pill, a remedy

 Well Mrs Hutchinson, this is something
We may have to operate, it's more than just a chill
But don't you worry, it's all in competent hands
We believe it's under the ribs or one of the glands

 Well Mrs Hutchinson, eat up your breakfast, come on
Don't smoke, it stunts your growth
Stick to your diet, let's hope that you're insured

 Come on, eat your breakfast!

 Well Mrs Hutchinson, you must be very pleased
To know you're leaving here, we're going to miss you so
Hold on, here comes your son again

 Are you thirsty son, I think you'll need a drink
There's been some complications, she's very near the brink
I have to tell you, it's my duty to speak
Your mother will not last a week

 Shame!