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.