I've run out of work

I have been sitting here doing absolutely nothing for the last hour. I wonder what that comes under on my time sheet...



Well I just went and got myself work to do. Go me!

The Long Awaited Part 4

Part 4:

Late, at 8, Sam Tan ate

A plate of steaks and 8 baked cakes

His hunger sated, his trap baited

His breath bated, Sam Tan... waited,

In his shelter, Sam Tan sheltered

In the dreamy steam he sweltered,

all around the trained rain pelted

and his drained brain helter-skeltered

In his hazy, lazy, steamy

Long orangutan-themed dream, he

Dreamed of being a greedy duck

And yearned to earn a slick, quick buck

By selling the oranguatan

Instead of sharing with his nan

In the hot hot heat a-stinking

On this theme Tan Man kept thinking

Following a similar vein

Till suddenly, he heard his name!

"Sam Dan Andy Pandy Tan,

I panned plans and band-sanded hands,

Still, that's no way to treat your Nan,

So you come out right now, young man!"

Sam Tan, flutt'ry hearted, started

From his steamy dreams, departed

From his sweltry shelter sheltered,

through the chorussed forest pelted

till he reached the round brown ground

where he'd set his strapped trap down.

There, he, in the steamy night

Saw something that caused quite a fright.

"Nan, what are you doing there,

with your long hair everywhere,

upside down and spinning round

thirteen feet above the ground,

Flapped up, wrapped, tapped, snapping claptrap

At my strapped trap as I cat napped?"

"I'm going nowhere in a hurry!

It's ok Sam, don't you worry,

After leaving in a flurry,

I came back to say I'm sorry!

As I walked here, by-and-by

What is it should catch my eye,
but your Charmed, Farmed, Balmy Ghana

Harmless Snake Charmer, pro-Harmer

Kharma-drama Banana farmer's

Festy, ex-fresh west banana!"

"Aw, I'm sorry too, Nan, that I snapped

As I strapped my wrapped, tapped, trap

But I made the Sam Tan Plan

Cos I am your biggest fan.

You want an orangutan?

Then that's what you'll get, grand-nan!"

"I don't need orangutans,

When I've got you, young Sam Tan,

Let's put this sillyness behind us

And see if we both can find us

A Cadb'ry hot chocolate drink

(they're in purple jars, I think)"

So Sam Tan unsnapped, unstrapped,

Unwrapped, untapped, unflapped his trap

Then, when Tan's Van was repacked

Sam Tan and Nan Tan made tracks.

Here ends the tale of our Sam,

His Nan and his Grand Tan Plan.


The general consensus was "Thats Gold"