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