The Placozoa Chronicles, Episode 33: Aalz Well That Ends Well

     Episode 33: A A L Z P O C O: Aalz Poco

Aalz grandé grow massive, like trees,
while the aalz mediaño one sees
grow, at most, knee-cap high.
As for aalz pôco, try
visu’lizin' ‘em pint-size -- like peas.  

The Placozoa Chronicles, Episodes 31 & 32: Species of Bard & Feces Too Hard

     Ep. 32: P O O L A A C Z: Poo!Laacz

Do your bowel movements not rate a "Swell!"…?
Like a brontosaur’s breath do they smell…?
There’s but one thing to do:
take a Poo!Laacz or two.
They’re prescribed in both tablet and gel.
 
     Ep. 31: A Z P O O L A C: Az Poo Lac   

In a galaxy far, far away
lives an alternate Shakespeare, they say –
though he’s there call’d Chayqs-Bier.
(Where Ouill dwells, spelling's queer:
“Az Poo Lac It”…? That’s Ouill’s latest play.)

The Placozoa Chronicles, Episode 30: Color Me Cookoo!

     Ep. 30: A Plac...? Ooz'...?

Is that scouth 'round your mouth Dartmouth green...?

No, it bears more a Robin's Egg sheen.
That patina -- a plac...? ooz'...? --
eschews (thank God!) black hues.
In this light, it's...aquamarine!

The Placozoa Chronicles, Episode 29: Gentlemen, Start Your Vengeance

     Ep. 29: Pa Zoolac

Those naf Zoolacs drive what not a few lack:

a slick racecar, one both me and you lack.
What's needed...? New carjack plans.

I'll scout the Zoolac clan's
matriarch; you tail Pa Zoolac.

The Placozoa Chronicles, Episode 28: Marceau's Your Ol' Man!

     Ep. 28: Cal Z. Apoo 

Dead Israeli mime Shai K. Ophir
has point zero to fear, 'twould appear
from quick Cal Z. Apoo.
Cal's a mimicker, too, 
but Cal's gimmickry's limbic...and queer.

Runcibl'd Spooner: Shylock'd 'n' Loaded ('n' Syllogized...?)

"Quo:Quid::COV:ID"

A heart quarter-pounder’d

e'en Jews would leave sluggish:

The Merchant of Venice.

     Which threat -- sore unfounder'd --

looms, Van-Dyked ‘n’ thuggish…?

The Fur-Chin-Tough Menace.

     Moral:

Some qualities of mercy strain’d,

while dreadful, leave us entertain’d.

The Plazocoa Chronicles, Episode 27: Hai-crew

     Ep. 27: Cozo, a Pal 

Steal my lunch money...? Better not try.
I've employ'd some "security," guy.
Meet Cozo, a pal... 
and my fixer...et al.
Please, please: don't let us keep you. Goodbye.

The Placozoa Chronicles, Episode 26: The Good, the Bad and the Placozoal

     Ep. 26: Plaza Oç'o

One "ta-dum" from a strumming guitar
cues El Ruffian to snuff that cigar!
"Let's us meet, por favor,
on the streetcar, Señor:
Plaza Oç'o. We need not ride far."

The Placozoa Chronicles, Episode 25: Clues...? Oh!

    Ep. 25: Zap! A Cloo!
 
Do you Plac’zoan Chronicles ken
as you ponder ‘em time ‘n’ again…?
Would fresh clues open doors --
give confusions 'what for's…?
Zap! A cloo! Will that do…? [Say ‘amen.’]

Runcibl'd Spooner: Saucy Jacky

Of gore he garner’d ne’er enough
as throats of drabs he'd 'grave 'n' whittle:
Jack the Ripper
Bernie Madoff, Ponzi buff…?
Let’s lengthen Laddie’s limbs a little:
“Rack the Gypper!”
     Moral:
Trust me: virtue just might hurt you.

The Placozoa Chronicles, Episode 24: Coal Today, Hot Tamale

     Ep. 24: "Z" coal...?! 'Opa! 

Burning "A" coal or "B" coal," it sounds,
runs to hundreds -- nay: thousands! -- of pounds.
'Tis the same for coal "G," 
for coal "P" and coal "V."
Why not burn "Z" coal...?! 'Opa! (Yay! Zounds!)