When Mysteria Laughs… Hide!

I hate to break the news about our dear Mysteria,
But someone needs to warn the folks who live in Canada.
She used to be quite serious, she used to be quite sane,
But everything changed overnight when bugs attacked her brain.

They crawled in during sleeping hours and caused some horrid screams,
As she was interrupted in what was her best of dreams.
Alas! Too late! The harm was done! Her brain's now in a knot!
Which causes her to laugh with ease, but stop it she cannot!

'Cause once she starts the tears keep rolling from the Lady’s face
And you best find a shelter with my brother Justin Kace,
For when she laughs those tears will flood just everything and more!
Lake Huron’s just a pond if you’ve seen Sharon laugh before!

I know, 'cause I was over there last week, just having tea,
When accident'ly our dear Lady flooded half B.C.
It started with a simple grin, but ended in a roar
And water started running from her eyes down to the floor.

I opened my umbrella, thinking that would keep me safe,
However Miss Mysteria produced wave after wave.
High time I took some swimming lessons (quickly!) I suppose,
In seconds I was soaking wet - the water to my nose!

Well, soon the diner table drifted through the living room,
The cat was hanging on the chandelier, and cursed his doom.
I rather have it raining cats and dogs instead of tears,
Although one cat came down hitting this pond in mortal fear.

Since courage is my middle name I didn't hesitate
And organized a rescue party for this poor castrate.
I jumped up on the table, while the teaspoons helped me row
And called upon the China flying saucers for a show.

Those drifters flew and broke a few of Granny's antique cups,
But got the cat - with one life less - half drowned and shaken up;
I kindly asked "Please use your tail for helm and help me sail
Right out the door to safety and explore this teary trail."

Miraculously, immediately the door broke down in tears
And down the drain we went on Myst'ry Falls to disappear
Into the Teary Waterway where none had gone before
and sailed for the horizon to new 'ventures and some more.

And just when all was going swell, I ran out of good luck,
'Cause at this time Miss Nan came by - said: "Time to pull the plug!"
And so she did - the water disappeared without a trace,
Except for Sharon's red-rimmed eyes, forever on her face.

Should you decide to go and see the gal who smiles with style,
Please visit this poor Justin too, I'm down the road a mile.
You'll find me up the old oak tree - a table right on top -
And on my lap a cat, while I write "what if" tales non stop.

Mysteria has promised Nan: "No laughter for a while,
From now on I will only laugh with Mona Lisa's smile!"
Most likely you'll be safe in Canada, if you'd ask me,
Still I would take precautions if I lived close to B.C.!


Justin Genious
(soon to be genius, depending how soon Ron's soon truly is!)

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