The bane of every parent’s life has to be snack day
When you have to provide food for every kid for the day
Of course it slipped my mind
I never remember that kind of thing in time
I rushed off to the supermarket
In double-quick time to find it locked
I had to wait until opening time
And then stand in an enormous line
So the Princess has a feast for all her friends
And I bought them all chocolate to make amends
I’m going holiday with the flu
Do you know what I don’t really care
I may be sick but I’ll be breathing sea air
I’m not at all sure that we’ll all survive
3 kids in a car on a seven hour drive
The thought that will sustain me throughout that grief
Is that soon it will be over and I’ll be in the sea
As for today in the studio
Marais has surpassed even Romeo
Today he sees himself as a pussycat
With the super sharp reflexes that come with that
As much as I am looking forward to
A week off without crises and much ado
I have to admit that I’ll miss the guys
The lows and highs that fill my hours
The nod of approval at the clothes I wear
The opening of doors and the pushing in of chairs
I’ll even miss the ribald remarks
For which Theo gets full marks
A whole week without them seems pretty dire
God I hope they don’t start a fire
Or give my desk to someone who they’ll love more than me
I’d never forgive them the infidelity
Absence will make the heart grow fonder
Who knows they may even miss me too
Who will give
Christina will have to make him coffee all day long
And tell him that he’s got it all wrong
That the words are the most important thing
No-one gives a damn about the illustration
I don’t think she will though she’s an art director too
They gang up on pencil pushers in uncanny déjà vu
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