As posted to Phantom Scribbler’s Wednesday Whining thread:
Remember this morning I said “no whine?”
Even the roof leak would cause no cryin’.
But apres-midi, the telephone rang:
one of the guys from the nuclear thang,
saying, “Help us, Pure Luck!
We don’t have enough guys
At the plant in North Muck”
…thus the tears in my eyes.
“Oh, the nuke company
Doesn’t care about me,
So I’ll just have to sigh,”
Says your Songbird Pixie.