An accolade of full marks in my French exam,
paid a speeding fine smiling knowing nothing
can faze me now; simple, past and imperfect
verbs paid off their learning, I have the goods
displayed for attending class as our manager
required – a certificate, no less, proof of
hours spent concentrating, doing my best
Tomorrow I’ll finish the documents on my desk,
Friday its goodbye to my colleagues and friends
and a trip to the Cape – to criticise the people on
the beach sardonically, embarrass my kids by
rolling in the surf; this time I’m taking my French
Bible for character building since I’ve given up
on books - just as
The prophets said I should
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