Being a sentinent form of energy has its

that if I attended, my presence would cook everyone in short order. Upon reflection, I noticed that I was somewhat considerate as energy beings go, and my regret was tempered with

a distinct and gnawing hunger for human flesh, grilled with peppers, onions, and just a touch of tabasco. Consideration of others set aside, I accepted my invitation to attend

-ent school. It was a university in the heart of London where all Valet's and Attendants go. Here I would be trained with the best and serve the richest. I was also a cannibal.

A canibal by choice. I figured if I devoured brains while studying in London I would pick up quite the accent. You know that your own species meat is the easiest to digest? So here

I was standing in a massive queue at Heathrow Airport. I should have flown into Gatwick it wouldn't been this much hassle. If only I was a member of the EU. I could skip the queue

for the loo if this fly would shoo. Shoo fly, shoo! I need to skip the queue for the loo. My darling Lou's shoe flattened the fly. I could skip my loo queue! Heathrow's loo queues

were too cute! Hoot for the new queue! Heathrow saved me from having too "poo"! What to do without a clean shoe? For Heathrow I would do much more than schmooze in the loo! These

hold true for Waterloo, Station as well as Timbuktu, Airport as well as me and you, All our lives are split into, Two halves of not a clue, One of course is vindaloo, the other is

a roasted gnu. With that he climbed in his bamboo canoe, tooted on his blue kazoo & bid us all adieau. But nare he went for he was stuck in goo. That's what comes of sniffing glue.