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Kamakan Extract 1 2 3 ...

Scenario: Little Jonni Jones is looking through his telescope one night at the stars when suddenly a huge black shape swoops by. This extract is to introduce you to Kamakan.

Have you ever heard of the hole in the ground

2000 mile deep and a hundred miles around

where a host of monsters can be found,

dribbling and gurgling and creeping around,

hoping to meet something to eat,

or someONE to eat!


Have you heard tell of the dreadful smell

of the Garlic Skunk and his socks from Hell?

It’s such a rancid, dingy lair

It’d curl your toes and plait your hair.


Not the sort of place you’d take

Your granny for an Eccles cake.


Yes indeed it’s a grisly abode.

Quite nice if you’re a Poison Toad,

a Ratfish or a Snarling Snode.

It’s great if you’re a Howling Owl

who loves to hear the monsters growl

and fab if you’re a Flying Crab

as there’s lots of lovely food to grab.


But there’s something rotten at the bottom.

No creature dare go right down there.


It’s purple and green.

It’s nasty and mean.

It’s favourite treat is children to eat,

with a chomp and a slurp,

a gargantuan burp

and a grin so wide you could fall right inside.


It’s worse than any snake or bug,

It’s Kamakan, the Vampire Slug.


Oh not Kamakan!!


That slimy, stinking, rotten fellow

with evil eyes and fangs all yellow,

a stomach a big he could swallow a pig

and it would be just like I had eaten a fly.


Yes the favourite feast for this ravenous beast

is tender and sweet kiddies to eat.

It didn’t matter a jot to him

if they were too fat or a tad too thin,

he’d gobble them down in two seconds flat

and that would be the end of that!


And what indeed was the terrible

Of fat old fiendish Kamakan?

To fly around the world stealing kiddies of course,

then boil them all up in a hot squiddie sauce

with earwigs and maggots and termites aplenty

and slurp from the pot till it was totally empty.


That’s the dastardly plot that this villain was scheming

high in the sky above Jonni Jones’ ceiling.

His black wings unfurled against the full moon,

he soared through darkness and into the gloom.

Sweeping around, watching and thinking.

When he suddenly spied a telescope blinking.


Kamakan’s mouth formed a hideous smile.

It dribbled a trail as long as a mile

of green slimey dribble with flies in the middle

which rained down on cars and restaurants and bars,

burning through bricks with its terrible heat,

making its way towards Mortimer Street.


Jonni gazed through his telescope up at the skies.

His face was awash with fear and surprise.

As he watched the black shape getting bigger and nearer,

poor Jonni’s tummy has never felt queerer.

It jiggled and joggled and told him to run,

it said, ‘Trouble’s here Jonni, shout for your mum.’


But Jonni was frozen with fear, so he couldn’t.

He stayed where he was, though he knew that he shouldn’t.

Then a huge ugly face appeared in his scope.

a big yellow eye full of evil and hope

fixed upon Jonni alone in his attic,

a little boy frightened, standing totally static.

 


Copyright Huw Roberts 2000 ©


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