![]() Great EscapeA Chapter by Dave Brown![]() ☕☕☕☕✔️✔️✔️✔️☕☕☕☕![]() What had happened a short time later We
exchanged information brought by Purolator Apparently,
Clyde had traded a stolen V-Dub for hay And
expected a visit from the constabulary any day A
week later there was a knock at the door Sending
Clyde under his bed, down onto the floor But
it was he whom he’d swapped the V-Dub with As
I recalled, it was a nice fellow, name of J Smith Clyde
was expecting the Fuzz, because of his crime But
it was young Smith creating the doorbell’s chime Even
so, Clyde approached the door with trepidation Carefully turning the doorknob, with hesitation It
was Smith all right and he looked fairly roughed Explaining
he’d escaped from jail still handcuffed A
siren in the distance with its far-reaching wail Seem
to support Mr. hay/car swapping’s J. Smith’s tale First one squad car slid to a stop, then there were three “Throw
up your hands,” yelled the peewee with goatee But
both Clyde and Mr. Smith wanting to stay free Escaped
through the basement door, with me to the sea Mr.
Smith had a boat there crammed full of foodstuffs And
a large bolt cutter to chop off his handcuffs By
the time police successfully broke down the door The
three of us were fleeing well off-shore Down
to the south seas, where we sailed all through Under
soft white clouds and skies of gentle blue Until,
in the distance we saw a tropical isle appear With
all agreeing that toward it we would steer Approaching
the isle Clyde saw, laying pon the beach Three
gorgeous Wahinis, which meant one for each By
time we’d secured the boat to a coconut tree Those
three had approached, not at all carefully One
girl asked Smith if he would build a library Which
Surprised him and made him very wary One
other asked about a potential Mustang ride Which
had all three of us going squint-eyed Ripping
off their disguises, three Pirihimana (or Police) Arrested
we fugitives, erasing hopes of peace A
drone had been tailing us across open sea With
this Great Escape being shown on TV With
chains round necks, we were hauled off to jail Conditions
were minimal, we all shared one pail During
days, picked coconuts while prod with whip All
while scheming how to get back to our ship One
local island girl had a yen for handsome Clyde Another
toward Mr. smith was also wide eyed Together
we all planned a method of escape Having
also enlisted the assistance of a great ape Not
only one ape, but a Yeti and Sasquatch too Plus
a baboon, coyote, snake and mouse in a shoe While
the entire population was sleeping at night Out
to sea, our complete contingent took flight With
it being the deepest dark of Polynesian night The
drone was unable to keep our fleeing ship in sight The
great ape rigged the sails, Sasquatch took the till While
the mouse in the shoe was enjoying the thrill The
ship finally landed in a bay, on the coast of B.C Where
through old growth, everyone vanished quickly We
three accompanying our Wahini companions Had
successfully escaped through deep mossy canyons The
coyote, baboon, snake and mouse in a shoe Stayed
together to consume cases of mountain blue Legend
is, they have since relocated to Jasper park Unconfirmed,
cuz they had slipped away in the dark These
complete disappearances are a mystery to all Although
every so often there is heard a Sasquatch’s call And
some say there has been sighted something teeny Which
looks much like the remains of a Wahini’s bikini The
mouse in the shoe was left behind, his choice Not
far off, he had heard another wee mouse voice They
have since produced another mouse or two Which
both coyote and snake are godfather’s to Mr.
J. Smith went quickly upon his way Clyde
and I may possibly see him some other day That
night Clyde left something behind a large tree The
sight of which I had no desire to see © 2024 Dave BrownReviews
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1 Review Added on June 5, 2024 Last Updated on June 6, 2024 Author![]() Dave BrownNanaimo Vancouver Island, West coast, CanadaAboutI'd like to thank those who have been kind enough to review my efforts. more..Writing
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