Ghost Writer : Blackmail

Another in the Ghost Writer Series

Questions arise in the middle of the night
To answer them correctly I will do it right
The best course of action that can be taken
Is that my identity and purpose not be mistaken

I'm back and holding this altered mind for blackmail
So I tell of a Penguin grabbing a bull shark by the tail
He spun the shark in circles in the crisp fall night
When he let go, that bull shark flew out of site

The penguin took a bow then he exited stage left
A moonbeam lit the spot of the nights next guest
A cricket in a top hat that went by the name Jimmie
Was in a dancing contest with an slug doing the shimmy

The crowd was going wild listening to the band play
When three weasels jumped up and took the stage away
Two hippo's were the bouncers and spoiled my little crime
Ghost Writers like me want something for their rhymes

King Louie was in the house and said a not so quick hello to all
Making up excuses and blaming Baloo for Kaa's hypnotic call
All the while sitting in a cloud of hazy smoke sat Fritz The Cat
If you've ever heard of him you know where his mind was at

House lights started strobing and funky music filled the room
The Banana Splits were twisting to Chick-A-Boom Boom Boom
When out of the corner of my bloodshot eyes I saw him appear
Elmer the Fudd loaded heavy and looking for Bambi the Deer

Daffy jumped up to help Bugs Bunny put a stop to Elmer's plan
When the house lights went out and everything changed again
Soft green light illuminated the drums but there was no sound
Thoughts are getting blurry and are slower in coming around

The story is over as the blackmail has been correctly paid in kind
Ghost Writer will quietly go back into the abyss of this altered mind
The tale is told and the bouncers have been paid and left the room
Exit stage right my friends from a place where tale's sometimes bloom