Having a lark? No, he’s building an ark
Noah had no surname, none
he could recall So when he got a letter it said
‘Noah’, that was all. Then Noah got a message, a
message from on high Saying ‘Noah, build yourself a boat, dark clouds will fill the sky. ‘It will rain for 40 days,
40 nights as well.’ He felt this message genuine
as far as he could tell. So Noah started felling trees
’cos Noah wasn’t daft, With just his closest kinfolk
he’d start to build a craft. Having gathered loads of
timber, like oak and sycamore He toiled away for days on end
with hammer, nails and saw. The task was soon completed
and, according to reports, The construction was enormous, it filled four tennis courts. Then from on high a message
said: ‘Noah, here’s the plan ‘The boat must now be filled up with all creatures known to Man.’
So two by two they filed on
board at quite a steady rate From elephants to tiny shrew,
an aardvark and its mate. Noah’s wife said who went where for that was Noah’s wish, Another message then came down. ‘Don’t bother with the fish.’ With final creatures piped on board came drizzle, mists and fogs
Then all at once a cloud burst,
it was raining cats and dogs. All through the boat’s construction the folk around would mock Thinking Noah was a nutcase, but soon they got a shock. As water started rising they
asked Noah for a ride, He shook his head and answered no, their pleas were all denied. The frantic pleas continued in
hope that he’d succumb And still the water deepened,
it was now up to their...waist. In olden times there was no
aid and here’s the reason why, No phone to ring and ask for
help from R.L.N. or I. The boat now started floating and with Noah saying no, No scuba diving in those days,
they had no place to go. With water at their armpits
and a disappearing sail Noah got his surname. They
called him Noah Vale.