My Way or the Highway

And now the end is near

And I must face the consequences

But, oh! I feel so weak

You must be my amanuensis.

I planned the party well

I met them all upon the stairway

But, once they were inside,

They did it my way.

Replies, I had a few,

But I invited more than forty.

When only half turned up

The words I used were rather naughty!

Poor hubby nearly choked-

A peanut trapped inside his airway.

He coughed it up at last

And fired it my way.

But what’s in this drink? It tastes like snot

And that Madras is far too hot!

You need to go; I’ve had enough

And, if you lot don’t like it, tough!

You’ve had your scoff, now bugger off

And hit the highway!

First published in ‘Star Tips for Writers’

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