My Master

I heard my master spoke with your master

I wonder what for: was it in commerce?

Very odd, isn't it?

Very odd, indeed

Did you happen to see if my master

Had a happy or angry look on his face?

Oh, you didn't

Sylvie told me my master came calling

First thing after breakfast

And they were both wearing common coats

And they greeted each other with friendship

And quickly went to your master's office

And they've been in that office all day

Can you imagine? I sure can

You've just gotta wonder what they're talking about

I got enough worries and now this!

Sylvie seemed worried too, aren't you?

What does this mean?

I suppose we'll find out soon enough

Lord have mercy