Mad Martha here – after hearing the joyous news of the publication of the fifth book in the Power of Five series, “Oblivion”, I decided to honour with a poem that master of creepiness – Anthony Horowitz. Sit back and enjoy the incredible job I have done of rhyming with Horowitz….including having to use a superfluous “s” on more than one occasion.
Enticing tomes in which he fits
some terrifying horror bits,
I crave the thrill, suspense and glitz
of books by ‘T’ony Horowitz.
I grab them with my hairy mitts,
They lift me out of boredom’s pits,
As spellbound and engaged I sits,
And read and read, I just can’t quits!
How I wish I had the wits to write like Mr Horowitz.