A threat...

The Water Fight

A little water pistol

Was how it all began

A bit of playful fun

Directed at the man.

But the water pistol grew,

It grew and grew and GREW

Turned into a super-soaker

With a pump action too.

Next came the hose-pipe

This man was for reel.

Knew how to drench

And make me squeal.

Icy cold H2O

All over me

Quivering like a jelly baby

Tee, hee, hee!

Finally, he went nuclear

Hovering on the roof.

Brimming bucket in his hand

Aye, that's the truth.

Picked his timing carefully,

When I was down below,

Tipped the lot to drown me

Should have heard his guffaw.

It may be twenty years later, mate,

But I've got a plan

One day to get even with you

Water pistol man!