Terror Bugs: Epilogue - A Freezer Mice Adventure
[Continued from ‘Terror Bugs: Part 5 - A Freezer Mice Adventure’]
__________
Epilogue
The spaceship’s crew - three man size shrews - paced slowly fore to aft
Stanley’s mum said, “Sorry for your poor forsaken craft.
Surely we could cleanse it of the carnage and the gore
I have access to vinegar, the white kind, and much more.”
Churchill said, “Look, Mrs Dann, those bugs had acid blood
The only way we’ll save our ship is one more mighty flood
But Noah only built one ark: Your Lord will not deliver.”
Stanley said, “We’re by the Thames… I hear that it’s a river.”
***
Throughout the universes and the galaxies they knew
Breathing apparatus exercises had been few
But half a dozen tides had scoured their sunken craft of gore
So Churchill, in his scuba gear, set course toward the shore
His friends would be delighted that the ship would fly again
It’s slimy film of river mud would wash off in the rain
He thought about the banquet that the Terror Bugs would be
As their mutilated bodies washed their way down to the sea
On the river’s muddy bank a gull pecked rancid meat
Churchill gasped for as he watched the gull grew six new feet
It jettisoned its feathers and it sprouted jet black hair
A single phaser blast destroyed the seagull then and there
Instantly, a throng of creeping critters found the feast
Emerging from the mud, a prawn became a savage beast,
It turned and mauled a red eyed dog to mute its manic barks
And Churchill had to ask himself, “Do British seas have sharks?”
Copyright © Terry Flood | Year Posted 2024
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment