They climb the walls and roam the halls
Quite blithely unaware
Their gown is open in the back,
Showing their derriere
And even if they noticed
They likely wouldn't care.
Dementia patients are no slaves to fashion!
Still we must preserve their dignity,
And protect their privacy...

How do you solve a problem like dementia
Patients who are prone to roam around?
How do you safeguard patients with dementia
Since it's against the law to tie them down?
We train our staff to keep a sharp eye on them
To make sure that they stay within thier bounds.
But when things have gang aglay
And they wander away.
How do you insure they're quickly found?
How do you say this patient has dementia?
Dress them up in this lovely purple gown!

Out of focus and confused
Disoriented, 'round they cruise.
Going places, doing things they ought not do.
Unpredictable as weather,
They don't have it all together.
Just who and where they are they have no clue.
To medication they're immune
'Specially during a full moon.
Just ask any night shifter, they'll say it's true.
They often hallucinate
And work themselves into a state.
Caring for them is a challenge, but we do.
How do you deal with patients with dementia?
Bear in mind there but for God's grace go you!