‘It was absolutely runcible, sir’,
Said the deputy constable to
The chief superintendant.
‘Runcible?’, queried the superintendant.
‘Er, yessir… runcible’, confirmed
The deputy constable.
‘Are you sure you don’t mean
Risible?’ – The superintendant.
‘No, sir, runcible’, the deputy
Constable insisted.
‘I see’, replied the superintendant,
Unconvinced, ‘you’ve read
Edward Lear I suppose?’
The deputy constable rubbed
His long nose.
‘Yessir!’
‘The Owl and The Pussycat?’
‘Both, sir’.
A siren wailed in the middle-distance.
The superintendant smiled,
And so did the deputy constable.
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