By our librarian, who mistakenly took the wrong toner when I was away...
Whilst I was away from the school at a job interview, our librarian needed a new toner. She picked out the wrong one, and this is the poem she wrote of the event. :)
Best read in a southwest accent.
ODE TO TONER
My printer needed toner; I knew what I must do,
For Tony was in distant parts to start his life anew.
I wandered to the cupboard so I wouldn’t be a bother
But instead of getting Epson, I alighted on a Brother!
I took it from its packet and to the library flew,
But though I had the cyan, I still was feeling blue!
I realised my error, I had the perfect hue,
But a Brother ain’t an Epson, so what’s a girl to do?
I returned it to its wrapper, replaced it on the shelf,
I closed the door behind me and then removed myself.
But my conscience kept on pricking me; I knew that I’d been bad,
‘Cos you mess with Tony’s toner and all you’ll feel is sad!
And so I keep on ‘cyan’, for how things might have been
If I hadn’t been a plonker, and kept my fingers clean!
So please, forgive me Tony, I didn’t mean to do it’
But when it comes to toner..........I think I went and ‘blue’ it!!!!
