Book Review: Black Dawn

I'm a little bullfrog today. Here you go. Blech. Moving on.

xx Sam xx

Reviewed by Samantha Jayne Frost on September 04, 2024 Rating: 5

Fine Lines and A Wrinkle in Time

Between the Grey Streaks --

the Streakers are Streaking

Not Okay! Says a Man who is Speaking

With a Squeaky Whistle in Hand that is Leaking.

Saliva drips from the tip as the Cop

Jumps on His Bike and Yells, "Stop! Stop! Stop!"

The Naked Man Laughs for he too has a Bike

One with a Motor and a Bright Head Light.

Off he Speeds for "there is no Chance

That a Cop will Make ME wear Under Pants"

He is aerodynamic in his Birthday Suit

With a Cop right behind him in Hot Pursuit.

Just for a Moment, for he's Gone in a Flash

Around the Corner, there's the Sound of a Crash

The Sirens then, and the flashing lights,

and a half hour later, the Cop on a Bike.

- Samantha Jayne Frost