Loch Ness Mess

Tommy Mc Dee and Angus Mc Kenna.
Went to the Loch to fish for their dinner.
They had waterproof trousers and jackets to match.
And a large wicker basket for holding their catch.

In the bow of their boat provisions were stowed.
Tommy brewed tea while young Angus rowed.
Out to the place where they’d caught fish before.
And there they dropped anchor and brought in the oars.

They slung in their lines, the hooks nicely baited.
Then sat and relaxed, chatted and waited.
After a while they both fell asleep.
But something was stirring down in the deep.

Down in the darkness, near the loch bed.
A well-known monster was shaking his head.
He grabbed the men’s anchor buried beneath.
Then swam up the Loch with it clamped in his teeth.

The men slept on as the boat zoomed away.
The monster swam round and started to play.
Towing the boat to the left and the right.
He’d wait for a second then pull the rope tight.

The beast splashed the boat and swam round and round it.
Then placed back the anchor just where he’d found it.
He swam to the surface and spied the pair snoring.
That’s the trouble with humans, he sighed, they’re so boring.

©RS2011