THE OBSTINANCE OF HELEN McOBISHAW
(A fictional character)
The obstinance of Helen McObishaw
Would certainly cause one to blush.
She on her high horse
With nose in the air
Cause children to hide in the brush.
No, hers is a manner
That never should see
The light of a crisp morn or day.
Hide in the night
And pray as you might
But never get in her way.
Dogged, obtuse, tactless and short
Nary a clue as to kind.
Even the turnips
That fall off a truck
Though green wish they were blind.
Belligerent, ungrateful,
Indifferent to truth
Hubris worn like a veil.
And try as I might
To imagine this plight,
Not even I could concoct such a tale!
Kevin Parish 
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