Great Escape

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

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

DEAR DAVE
I thought the story was very good, but for my pea brain, too many characters and there was too much going on at once....all i know is someone or two were escaping from jail and ended up on a boat to the south seas
and met some crazies on an island...and Mr. Smith has not gotten caught...yet
this would make a very good TV series!
Warmly, B

[Dave Brown]

Have to agree
Too many characters, too confusing!
Had to get the whole family and some neighbours to play a part trying to keep from getting confused myself.
Even that was difficult because my wife gets seasick.
And where was that bombshell.........??????
Oh well. there's always next time
Warmly, B

[Betty Hermelee]

My pea brain can only function with a few….
That’s cause I’m getting old!