'Into the bin' - awk, a sad ending to a delightful picture. Just goes to
prove to the kids, Get in early! Andrew
2009/7/8 Max Richards <[log in to unmask]>
> Disappointment at the Clinic
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> At Rosy’s Balloons a Go Go, Templestowe,
> the helium-filled balloons were ready
> in three big black plastic bags.
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> She said: in this gale, they’d blow you up and away
> if I hadn’t weighed them down with waterbags,
> now squeeze them carefully in the back of your car.
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> They loomed large behind me as I drove,
> blocking my rear vision. Reaching home
> I snuck them into the front bedroom
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> drove off urgently to Cheesecake Heaven.
> The cake was inscribed Happy Birthday
> Vanya (the therapy dog)*, not
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> that he would be allowed mud-cake himself.
> So the afternoon passed: speech therapy kids
> celebrating, helping blow out the four candles,
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> posing for the video with Vanya,
> each child taking home a balloon.
> Many were left over, for the next days’ children.
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> BUT before bedtime those balloons not taken
> had begun to sink, slouch and drift,
> four clustered at the heating system's
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> intake grille. By morning, all on the floor,
> herding like cartoon sheep. Given the gale
> I’ve pondered releasing them from upstairs -
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> they have so little lift, they’d snag nearby.
> Out the back door! stand over them with scissors,
> stab them one by one. Phht, finito. Into the bin.
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> Max Richards
> minder of the therapy dog
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Andrew
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