Fridays

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.

Comments

[ffeff]

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...