Fathers Day Surprise

'Twas a sunny Sunday in June Father's Day was in its throws We were just young children No money, but good at putting on shows I was the youngest of four My opinion meant it was a no no Especially when I suggested flour To make the carpet look like snow We were doing a pantomime Dressed up in all sorts of things I looked like an old bag lady Not sure what I wore for wings Well it went along nicely that was until when Someone trod on the cats tail You should have heard him yell As he ran up and down the curtain rail Pulling down our carefully chosen decorations The splinter of glass made us all cringe There was the vinegar from the pickled onions All over the carpet with red cabbage in the fringe The smell was horrendous, can't be denied the lounge looked like a hurricane had been unlocked My Tad loved his Father's Day surprise Mam didn't say much she is still shell shocked Penned June 1st 2014