Friday In The Office
Friday in the office
Drizzly sky outside
Possibly the best day ever
Except when my grandma died
It doesn't sound particularly amusing
I realise it sounds strange
But you really had to be there
Standing in viewing range
A pack of terrible ferrets
From the local zoo had come
Tearing through the neighbourhood
Stealing all the rum
They happened on my grandma
Like weasally privateers
And tore her limb from limb from limb
And gnawed off both her ears
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"
I said to Evil Derek, while we stood and watched
Evil Derek opened up the drinks cupboard,
Poured us both a scotch
We watched the carnage unfold below
Hilarity did ensue
Small dogs were taken by the stoaty flood
Cats turned into moggy stew
It was the best day ever we both agreed
We vowed to do it again
Evil Derek and I are planning it now
This time with the lion's den
So in the cosmic scheme of things
When asked how my day is going
I'd say it simply cannot match this sight
A thousand evil ferrets, horrid red eyes glowing.
I'm rather offended to see what I once took as one of your classic put-downs in verse, written to ME! (or so I foolishly thought) reworked in honour of your sweet-and-ripped-to-shreds granny, or of a measly drizzly Friday at the office, take your pick. Crushing...
Posted by: ffeff | 02 December 2007 at 13:01