SAFE AS SOFAS
Theo climbed the golden staircase, silver spoon in mouth and hand
Not a thought for daddy’s workers or the precious family brand,
His father’s furniture business was caught in a futon feud
His deadly rival, by the name of Mac, his usual call was due
for the annual cull of the cream of the shop.
But this year is very different; this year is not quite the same
Theo has a change of heart in favour of the family name
Behind cushion covers of pastel colours he enters the changing room
He tries on his disguise on and goes off with the chosen few
Who will slave for Big Mac in Big Mac’s Factory.
Mac’s little girl called Annie was once the apple of his eye
But his eyes are now on other luscious fruit
From core to door to dash to cash
From pip to pop to posh to dosh
As Sofas-U-Like is booming, and
Assuming the audit results are as good this year
There’ll be more to cheer about.