He used to point and say: “I say”
The repetition of which became obnoxious day after day.
“I say boy you and me are going to fall out…”
“I say we are going to fall out…”
“I don’t want to see that happen again”, I say “I don’t want to see that again”.
“If it happens again” I say “If it happens again – you’ll get the cane”
“I say you’ll get the cane…”
And then again and again and again and again…
As though his first rendition hadn’t made things plain.
Later I heard he retired from the teaching profession
Took up a pen-pushers job as a civil servant – was it the petty sessions?
And when reminiscing one day
I just happened to say
“We had a teacher who said I say every day.”
And to my surprise the person to whom I spoke
Almost spilt her tea and suddenly started to choke
“I know of whom you speak” she managed to say
We called him: “I say” nicknaming him appropriate-ly
So there you go “I say” had moved on to a new profession
To fill the office of his new found job with his unforgettable obsession
“I say…” with his unforgettable obsession…