Eraser Head Donnegan and Pablum McGurk
Wasted no time but went quickly to work
Quickly arrested and quicker set free
the two set out on a robbery and murder spree
Eraser handled the rub-outs Pablum the wheel
though a terrible driver she made tires squeal
They robbed local banks and a retirement home
and farmers and fishers, across the land they did roam.
The coppers got wise, glommed onto them in a snap
they planned a huge dragnet and then baited the trap.
“Don’t let’s go,” Pablum McGurk decried,
But Eraser was the head, and the two of them died.
Pablum got herself in a terrible mix
and she and Eraser got themselves… rubbed out.
Okay, it seemed like a simple, unassuming prompt. Lillian, behind the bar at dVerse Poets Pub pointed us to a rogue’s gallery and double dog dared us to write a poetic response to an image. I picked two… and that’s when things went kaflooey.