Fighting like a cornered tigress

The agent breaks goon after goon.

But she’s alone in her distress

And one thinks her fall comes soon.

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A spy upon the spy descries

The agent’s most unwelcome deed.

And raises up alarmed outcries

In hopes that she will not succeed.

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A lockbox lies within a nook

And it will yield to cunning skill.

Within one finds the tiny book

Whose secrets many hearts would chill.

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The villain’s life of gainful crime

Has bought a study wrought in teak.

Our agent has but little time

To find the object she must seek.

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Down mansion wall both slick and steep

Our heroine by rope descends.

Hopes she to catch the guards asleep?

For that would serve her crafty ends.

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In moonlight clear, through salty air

On silent wings through nighted skies

To catch a villain in his lair

A brilliant agent swiftly flies.

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As part of my restless and apparently endless set of experiments with media and genres I am today beginning yet another experiment, this one combining comics panels with light-verse captions. The illustrations are by Dark Vasili and the light verse is by me. The story begins with three introductory stanzas. The first illustration will appear tomorrow.

In a book are written down

So many secrets dark and lewd

That were its contents to be known

The global order would be screwed.

A supervillain made this tome,

Writing all without distortion.

He keeps it in his gothic home,

A tool for planet-wide extortion.

The guardians of order hatch

Their plan to lay the villain low.

A secret agent they dispatch

to strike him with a smiting blow.

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