Tabby hoofed it on horseback, shady past had caught up to himSunny day, he rode away, once bright future now dark and grim.Clark had done the unthinkable: he squealed like a pig and turned ratTabby loaded his pipe bowl full, his threats weren’t meant to cause that.Danger now at every turn: Blackhearts and the DetectivesEvery threat could not be killed, he’d have to be selective.An indignity to be forced to flee, last ride on his trusty SparkplugNo time to plan, now a hunted man, climbing out of the hole he’d dug.Ahead a small radio station: WDQPA truck parked there might prove to be his exit strategy.Knocking out Joe and Carl, things were going his wayWhen in burst Sam and Tracy: a kybosh on his play.The Banshee’s face could stop a clock, it made his stomach churnShe clobbered him with the mic stand, now it was Tracy’s turn.Tabby a cat nearly declawed, neutered as it wereWere he genuine feline, he’d cough up a ball of fur.
Tabby hoofed it on horseback, shady past had caught up to himSunny day, he rode away, once bright future now dark and grim.Clark had done the unthinkable: he squealed like a pig and turned ratTabby loaded his pipe bowl full, his threats weren’t meant to cause that.Danger now at every turn: Blackhearts and the DetectivesEvery threat could not be killed, he’d have to be selective.An indignity to be forced to flee, last ride on his trusty SparkplugNo time to plan, now a hunted man, climbing out of the hole he’d dug.Ahead a small radio station: WDQPA truck parked there might prove to be his exit strategy.Knocking out Joe and Carl, things were going his wayWhen in burst Sam and Tracy: a kybosh on his play.The Banshee’s face could stop a clock, it made his stomach churnShe clobbered him with the mic stand, now it was Tracy’s turn.Tabby a cat nearly declawed, neutered as it wereWere he genuine feline, he’d cough up a ball of fur.