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Conjurer Of Chaos

  • LawRouge
  • Dec 8, 2021
  • 2 min read

The Mews

What’s for lunch, adult hypocrisy or childish brutality, or both



CONJURER OF CHAOS



Fitzroy had gone missing


Nowhere to be seen


Was he out and about


Or hiding like a craven chicken


Frit like a frit thing


But that was not his style


More likely he had decided to absent himself from the playroom


Afraid of what he might do


But why, well simple really


Fitzgerald was in the house


The roughest of bears


Had arrived with family friends


The kids made a beeline for the playroom


Fitzgerald conjuring chaos already


Downstairs the adults were getting loud


When eating en famille


Hardly a titter


But now every word seemed to be accompanied by wild unrestrained laughter


Not a time to disturb the adults


With anything but the most serious of matters


Even the most caring parents change in company


Even with company they don’t like, and it has been whispered


They detest this couple


Anyhow the kids all get on, that was


Except for Fitzgerald


And it seemed the time had come to do something


Fitzgerald had been arrested


And brought kicking and screaming to a hastily convened court


The oldest being judge


The evidence was heard


How did the one-eyed doll become the one-eyed doll


How did the marionette get a chip out of its shoulder


How did the pot get overturned


Why is the noblest of bears, Fitzroy


Not gracing us with his presence


The judge addressed Fitzgerald and started to sum up


The reason is you, Fitzgerald, YOU


You have crossed the line


Crossed all the lines it is possible to cross


Is there any reason why you should not be handed the harshest penalty


Not the charity shop, he cried


No, not the charity shop


Worse than that


The judge addressed the accused directly


Fitzgerald Bear, known as Fitzgerald the Rough


You have been responsible for the most heinous crimes


Ever to be committed in this playroom


And that is saying something


And by the authority vested in me by this court


I will impose a sentence on you to be carried out immediately


I sentence you to…



The door opened


Come on kids, time to go


Oh just five more minutes, they pleaded, to finish the game


No, we have to go now


And so they went


And if it was possible for teddy bears to sweat


Then Fitzgerald’s fur would have been extremely damp


But did it change him, well probably not


And downstairs arrangements were already being made for the next visit.



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