A bit of nonsense for the Poetry Bus.

I'm a bit early with this actually, but as a busy weekend looms I thought I'd post it now. Our task this time was to collect those weird and wonderful word verifications and create a poem around them. I've typed my words in capitals but don't think there is much doubt as to which they are. Here goes:

I came downstairs this morning -
ate my bowl of healthy SKAIN
then grabbed my lightweight LARIACK
and headed for the train.

It was a busy morning
and there was much to do -
a quick DOOMATTI for my lunch
then I worked on, right through.

SOLTU, SHEMM and CARCL
are very well EPLECT.
I've worked for them for many years -
they all have my respect.

All three are so JOUTOLLY
and very RATIONE.
I think SOLTU is an EXPOLE
and mad on rigatoni.

The other two are slightly VOCYTH -
PRUCE and ANARIM.
Quite SADLOLIK in many ways,
but very far from dim.

The motto of their firm is
COUCK ARMEMPER DISTR PHISSES,
which very roughly translates as
'What a load of rubbish this is'!