"He's still alive...wrapped in plastic," Green Lantern murmured to himself. Then, addressing the victim: "Don't worry, sir; my power ring will cut you out of there in a jiffy."
"Wait! You don't understand," cried the terrified man. "'Through dark and gloom the clingfilm creeps; a fearsome sight to see; it crackled as it ambulated; gyre, wind for me."
"Is that a poem?" asked the stalwart but confused hero. Then all the lights overhead flickered and extinguished themselves, and the green glow of the ring hovered alone unsteadily in the black.
NOW DO ROY ORBIS-
ReplyDeletea request cut off
a dull familiar thud
a blackjack clonks skull
No, wait, I have another haiku!
ReplyDeletea clingfilm rescue
Green Lantern's nipple twitches
only the lonely
Check it out, GL is nipply. I must order that Best Of Roy Orbison CD. Yes, I still buy CDs.