27 June 2006
9.
Mum -
...........It’s been so superbusy!
Really should’ve written sooner -
never had so many patrons
queuing for the schooner
soused and fish-eyed after drowning,
dripping down through all the tunnels -
every trip I’m overloaded
right above the gunnels!
Good news anyway - the budget
blew to bits on O.T.A.
so they can’t afford a bridge and
poof! I’m permanent! Hooray!
And with all that fancy planning
for a brutal total slaughter?
What a farce! The blockheads never
found sufficient water!
So a lot of dodgy buggers
(tipped off by some HQ buddy)
slip back from the upper mountains
muddy but still bloody.
What a cock-up! Still, they’re saying,
maybe it was best it missed
given all the lofty heavies
who are really pissed!
Anyway, the bosses tell me
no assistant (or respect!)
plus, in future there’s a fee that
I have to collect.
That’s enough. I’ll have to spar on.
Ever-lovin’ wishes,
...............................- Charon