Don’t Get Too Busy, Izzy

Izzy, oh Izzy, so scheming and bad,
She turns Karl to jelly
But makes Susan mad.
Wherever there’s Izzy, then trouble will follow.
Her lies and her half-truths get harder to swallow.
Except for the doctor, who falls for each line.
He promises this time that things will be fine.
But what’s Izzy hiding, and what can it mean?
It always ends badly when she’s on the scene.
It’s never straightforward as Susan oft utters,
A barbecue tool in her hand as she mutters.
I’d watch out for gremlins oh fair Isabelle,
Cos Susan’s revengeful and angry as hell.
You’ve pushed all her buttons, invaded her space.
And Erinsborough’s always a dangerous place!
A car with a ‘brake fail,’ a well shooting or two.
A well to get trapped down – it could happen to you!
A fall from a building, a fire or a drowning.
I wouldn’t get smug as that champagne you’re downing.
For Susan is tough and not naive or dumb.
And the viewers all know that she smothered her mum!

© Carol Ann Wood
February 2018

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