Noah and Alison
Noah and Alison his wife had three married sons and a very busy life.
Noah and his boys were carpenters by trade furniture they made.
Alison ran a petting zoo, which God thought would come in handy too.
They all lived in a large flat, on the outskirts of Mount Ararat.
That night God dropped into Noah’s head as he lay there asleep on his bed.
“For you and your wife, I’ve this job”, said God,” It should earn you a few bob.
People have been well wicked, so I’m sending a flood for the way they’ve acted”.
He gave Noah a book ‘How to build an Arc’ and to keep his place a Library bookmark.
God said,” All four lads must work overtime this week that flood starts on Tuesday week.
Ask your Alison to collect some of each animal two of each sought that’s ample.
Use her skills from the ‘petting zoo’ for this chore aided by each daughter-in-law
You’ll all have a ‘Penthouse Flat’ on the top deck, fitted out to a designers spec”.
Came the day just as Noah finished ‘Arc’s’ ramp God gave his first class stamp.
As there was no water for miles he couldn’t take this D.I.Y. Arc out for sea trials,
So he had to trust God’s ‘How to’ manual and a ‘Rough Guide to Sailing’ annual.
As the animals queued up to get on Noah stood ready with his ticket gun.
First aboard this 40 day cruise were the Polar Bears and the Gnu’s?
Cheetahs and Lions were the next in line followed by two Porcupines,
Elephants hitched a ride in each Kangaroo to jump to the front of the queue.
All the insects did a fly past the doves and the seagulls landed on the mast.
Soon Noah’s ticket gun clicked its last when the slugs and snails slithered past.
They were just in time as well because at Gods signal the raindrops fell.
Noah’s family dared not open their eyes as the flood waters began to rise.
Will the Arc float they were in a flap when it did even the thunder gave a clap.
The waters were choppy the clouds were thick half the animals were very sick.
Stuck in their cabins as the Arc swayed to and fro they played snap and bingo.
They grumbled with more than a squeak, but nothing changed for over a week.
The seas calmed on day forty-one as God gave the order to break out the sun.
Noah sent out the doves just as planned to find the animals a nice bit of land,
and were very surprised to find that they were stuck back on Mount Ararat.
Alison the Arc’s lowered the gangplank as the last of the floodwater sank.
Some left the Arc filled with glee some left as two but expecting number three.
© Phil Golding 09/09
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