23 May 2012
Sorry for self inclusion on this one- but I've always wanted to be in a fairytale...& this is probably my only chance!
Not long before June, with a bright August moon, under millions of twinkling stars A group of Opussians, camped in the forest Were playing with rhymes & memoirs
When there in the wood, a towering wolf stood With a tongue that was dripping and red He came to the fire and sat himself down 'It's a fine night for writing' he said
Now everyone knew that the wolf wanted meat And didn't know how to behave He wanted to torment & ruin their fun It's a good job that Fly10 was brave
'I have an idea!'' Fly10 said to her friends And she turned up the stove nice and hot Then she turned to the wolf, eyelashes a flutter, said 'Would you kindly get into the pot?'
"What me?' cried the wolf 'What on earth can you mean, to have such a nonsense idea? That I should be dinner for your motley crew- I DO THE EATING ROUND HERE"
"I'll do you a deal' said Fly10 the Brave 'if I'm going to be the first course, I'll jump in this pan with no fuss at all, if you'll just let me cook my own sauce... I need tabasco, Jack Daniels, dynamite dust, gunpowder, garlic and ham, cactus, paprika, vindaloo paste, mustard and green chilli jam"
Fly10 turned to the wolf and she said, with a smile, "Before you add me to your diet, Dear Wolf put a drop of this sauce on your tongue, I'm eager for someone to try it"
Now this wasn't just hot, it was ASS kicking hot More painful than flames on your toes It blew the wolf's socks off, his shirt and his pants, And shot flames from the end of his nose.
"I'm dying' cried the Wolf 'my backside is on fire, There are bombs going off in my head My mouth is red raw, there's sauce on my paw!.." And with tail between legs the Wolf fled
Fly10 the Brave, knew now Opuss was safe And with notepad she lay back in bed "Pick up your pens, and let the words flow.....' 'It's a fine night for writing" she said.
A Fine Night • Opuss № I