'Not another bookcase!'
cried a puffed and panting man

as the boss looked on impatiently

and revved a heaving van.

​

'Not just any other bookcase,'

was my innocent reply,
'this one's bursting at the seams,

it wriggles and it writhes.

​

'Held at such an angle,
it would drown you without fail,

for there goes Captain Ahab

and he's looking for his whale.

​

'Tread lightly if you wish to stay

within this mortal plane-

Dracula is sleeping light
and Pennywise the same.

​

'It's no good speeding up like that-

you're only giving sport
to the dragon from the mountain

who could toast you with a snort.’

​

He broke into a canter
as I chased him down the track

screaming 'What about your wages?'

but he never did come back.