Welcome to Beastly Tales. Each has a message, a moral. All are meant to have an element of humour. Naturally, any names included do not depict real folk but are included as part of the joke.

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(As with Beastly Banter Beastly Tales is written and illustrated by Richard Hersel.)

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EVANESCENT ESPIONAGE

He was small, not very large,
But he was involved in espionage,
Don’t ask him for the “how or why”,
He had decided to become a spy.

Some years later, still not very old,
He felt tired, wanted to come in from the cold.
“It was against Russia, that I used to spy,”
“Kept me on my toes, kept me quite spry!”
“You had to be very quick, on your toes,”
“For spying is dangerous, as everyone knows.”
“For many years I avoided K.G.B louts,”
“They wanted to kill me, I have no doubts.”
“I’d uncovered their plans for a new rocket,”
“Small and deadly, nuclear warhead to sock it,”
“To the good old U.S of A.”
“This revelation kept their attack at bay!”

This super spy had a licence to kill,
006 this numeric title did chill!
He’d dispatched the enemy with a flourish,
With caviar and vodka his body he’d nourish.
And don’t think that we have erred,
Not forgetting martinis, shaken not stirred!
The virtues of his behaviour he would extol,
When reporting in his progress to Control.
Miss Moneypenny did wish him well,
As he pursued lovely damsels, with a perfumed smell.
New secret devices were provided by “Q”.
Who would contact 006 in the hope that they’d do.
Numerous times, these had saved his life,
When he’d been attacked, with gun and knife!

But, now was the time, he wanted out!
“I’ve done my bit!” He did, from the roof tops shout!
Then, just as he was cashing his chips,
The Russians killed him, permanently closing his lips!