POETRY CORNER

A double-feature this issue, featuring two level one deaths from series 1. But you can’t really blame them for that, can you? They were only guinea pigs, after all.

Mave and friends found no distress,

To make the word that spelled egress.

And with the bomb the dash was fast,

With Granitas, the test was passed.

But then, alas, the comb was left,

And Mave from life was soon bereft.

Lillith’s hair was full of gunge,

So Mave was forced to take the plunge.

Later, Helen braved the quest,

The golden key was the first test.

With Granitas the score was two,

So Helen’s progress grew and grew.

Past the bomb with useful key,

The Giant was cured, and full of glee.

An ailing Lillith liked the bloom,

For error, though, there wasn’t room.

They next chose left instead of right,

So Helen soon gave up the fight.