The Canary On the Wharf

There once was a canary who hung out at the wharf It was his fort of sort Where there were boats A float Tied up at the dock Waiting for laborers on the clock But this canary on the wharf Always wondered his worth Taking a day To visit Lord Barclay Pondering what he would say “Mr. Canary what is your worth Down there at the wharf?” Lord Barclay inquired Standing there like a squire Holding cash since he was a buyer” “Go to the water and stand on the stone And tweet me from your cell phone” Off the canary went on his mission Seeing if Lord Barclay was serious, ready to listen Finding the right perch To watch the action on the surf The Canary on the Warf Started to show what he was worth Early in the AM as the economic ships Sailed into the slips To unload cargo filling the executive money clips Truth be told what the canary saw Was important enough to tweet Lord Barclay with a call Then he picked up and flew Back to Lord Barclay and the payment he was due When he arrived Very close to five Lord Barclay came out to say “Mr. Canary we must discuss your pay You were a reporter On the water Situated on a stone All alone I do believe In what you see So here is one Canadian Square pence I think that makes sense” “One Canadian Square pence,” The Canary did bellow Changing all shades of yellow “What about two? Or are you just a cheap fool?” “Mr. Canary from the Wharf That is all your worth,” Lord Barclay let out the command Taking a financial statement stand “Go down to the coal mines and if you do not return I will write a check to your next of kin for the urn,” Looking the deep pockets straight in the eye Feeling like a test subject being sent off to die “And what if I come back in black soot Tooting my flute Wearing business attire that is a beaut,” Lord Barclay sighed Then explained why “You would be worth more than a dime To those working in the mine Being grateful cashing a check Quarrymen feeling safe and getting respect The canary returned to the wharf To reflect on what he was worth He went to the indoor shopping mall Found a pub that was small Standing tall Told them he could sing And they hired him to do the entertainment thing During happy hour When the pinstripe suits are done showing power Everyone listens to the canary from the wharf Knowing how much he is worth