Noah and Kyle, his wife had three sons and a very busy life.

Noah and his sons were carpenters by trade, furniture they made.

Kyle ran a petting zoo, which God thought would come in handy, too.

They all lived in a large flat, on the outskirts of Mount Ararat.

 

That night God dropped into Noah’s head as lay there asleep on his bed.

“For you and your wife, I’ve this job”, God said,” It should earn you a few bob.

People have been wicked, so I’m sending a flood for the way they’ve acted”.

He gave Noah a book, ‘How to build an Arc’, and to help he gave a bookmark.

 

God said,” All four must work overtime, this week, flood starts on Tuesday week.

Ask your Kyle to collect some of each animal, two of each sought, that’s ample.

Use her skills from the ‘petting zoo’ for this chore, aided by each daughter-in-law

You’ll all have a ‘Penthouse Flat’ on the top deck, fitted out to a designers spec”.

 

Came the day when Noah was finished its ramp, God gave his first class stamp.

As there was no water for miles and miles, he couldn’t take it out for sea trials,

so he had to trust God’s ‘How to’ manual and a ‘Rough Guide to Sailing’ annual.

As the animals queued up to get on, Noah stood ready with his ticket gun.

 

First aboard this 40 day cruise, were the Polar Bears and the Gnu’s?

Cheetahs and Lions were the next in line followed by two Porcupines,

Elephants hitched a ride in each Kangaroo to jump to the front of the queue.

All the insects did a fly past, the doves and the seagulls landed on the mast.

 

Soon Noah ticket gun clicked its last, when the slugs and snails slithered past.

They were just in time as well, because at Gods signal the rains fell.

Noah’s family dared not open their eyes, as the flood waters began to rise.

Will the Arc float; they were in a flap, when it did, even thunder gave a clap.

 

The waters were choppy, the clouds were thick, half the clients were very sick.

Stuck in their cabins the Arc swayed to and fro, they played snap and bingo.

They grumbled with more than a squeak, but nothing changed for over a week.

The seas calmed on day forty-one and God gave the order to break out the sun.

 

Noah sent out the doves just as planned, to find the animals a nice bit of land,

and were very surprised to find that they were stuck back on Mount Ararat.

The Arc lowered the gangplank after the last of the floodwater sank.

Some left the Arc filled with glee, some left as two but expecting number three.

 

© Phil Golding 02/09