Isaacs Revelation

Arise young man for you're sat in my chair it's a black and tan fact that I always sit there. My body's effete I envisage a pause insipid responses are'nt helping the cause. Disrupting proceedings congesting the room I shall rain on your head a disparaging tune. Who gave you admission who gave you the ball you pitch in Zimbabwe, Yemen or Nepal. You're dropping your drivel all over the place I'm brewing a mixture to foetor your space. Contemptuous derision of cultured advice and cute disrespect of our country's entice. You hustlers got rhythm you hustlers got stance us shufflers are hoofing the Floral Dance. I'm standing...you're sitting amazing the court reciting us Shakespeare and Pinter and Holt. You're devouring my dinner then guzzling my tea the resident kookies are cracking with glee. Are they your wheels hogging the hub of my drive? that's it mate....you're finished....I'll skin you alive. This bale revelation has made me uptight to retrieve my location I'll hammer all night. ........Get up I say that's my bloody chair it's a black and tan fact.....that I always sit there.