T (no first name) Wignesan


The Ruba'iyat Of Créteil Lake: Part Thirty-Four


Sea Anne-Anne Queen in between managed to make it to the Chief’s car
Helped by five Robo-Cops she charmed with fine-timbered voice of star
The Chief (C) feared being quoted in his official capacity:
« From an anonymous source close to the SCCOO! »

Urged Galapago Rani: « O! Anonymous Chief! Be assured! »
As the camera focussed on his reflection on glass blurred.
« Could you give us first the composition of the arching SCCOO? »
« The Chief Executive heads the Crisis Council of the forces armed,

« But immediate decision approval remains in the hands of CS. »
« Who else? » « Yes, co-opted members include various ministers:
Interior, Defence, Transport, Justice and Foreign Affairs. »
What about the Prefect and Mayor? » « Only as consultants! »

« Yes, as Mayor and Chairman of the Regional Authority
He has been made head of the Department of Casualty:
His Ambulance Corps must by foot first to the Metro du Lac
Till Metro Echat thence to the hospital of the Faculty. »

« Jesus! That’ll be the Day! Since coming to this terrain
Several of the media fraternity suffer from broken brain!
All cobbled paths and pavements in these surrounds make for pitfalls! »
« Besides, » interpolated the Chief, « if it weren’t for rain! »

© T. Wignesan – Paris,2014

Submitted: Monday, March 17, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, March 18, 2014

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