"EH WHITNEY...WE GOT A PROBLEM!"
Here, on
the boundaries of the mind
there was a tear
in the space/time
continuum thingy
coming apart at the seams.
The Universe was looking
a wee bit precarious.
But I'd been watching
Blue Peter for years
and fixed it with
some sticky-back plastic
and some Wrigley's
Spearmint chewing gum
and 500 bottle tops
I had saved up
in case of an emergency
such as this.
The Fairy Liquid Bottle
was still half full.
Undoubtedly questions
will be asked but
I think it will last
until God or the Great Whatever
gets its finger out
and fixes it.
Meanwhile here I am
holding the universe together.
Houston singing on the radio
"You'are all the man I need!"