Anyone for Menace?

by grimbeau

Ecuador

Hallucinogenics at Fatcat
Fritzo’s holiday manor and forthwith
one’s mind sets to lobster pots and poitin.
Down the dark, wet, morbid coastal granite
to an uncertain end in boiling water:
Sure, after a big search a boot found
sockless in the now calm cove, a daughter’s
ripped and ravaged t-shirt, hooked and
no-one in it: simple sea manslaughter.
The paramour, a brazen whacko balmpot
surpriselessly left without a trace for
abroad and other exotic foreign spots.
A hippy chick, called Carla, from Ecuador,
knew for sure that he had disappeared
To Planet Tharg: how verily weird.