Inspiration Point 11.04.08

"Mrs Payne-In-The-Arse! Oh!
Amy’s been laid low!
She cannot come to your lessons!"
“Why, Mrs House?
Make it quick; I have to go to the delicatessens
Is it because she’s been bitten by a louse?”
“No, Mrs Payne!
She’s a Dane!
But she fell through the bars on your classroom window glass!"
"And why, Mrs House, did such a thing happen?"
"Because you were being a witch, and your idea was to fatten-
-Your pupils up for your lunch-what a farce!
Hell, Mrs Payne, why not go to primary school or nursery?
And earn yourself a nice big bursary?
You can teach the little ones trigonometry, algebra-even ballads!
I hear babies go good with carrot salads.
Are you related to the Yorkshire Were-Rabbit, perchance?"
Or maybe Baba Yaga of France?
Was she your mother, an aunt-your beau-?
Or shall I just vainly wish in the hope-
That one day you go on an extended vacation
To see a long lost relation
Who lives on the continental slope-
And that you get swept up by a turbidity flow?”