Who comes through my tunnel? A one-legged soldier in a paper boat!
I get into his face. “Have you got a passport? Out with it!”
He grips his gun and stares ahead. No fear? I’ll show him my teeth. Then he’ll pay the toll.
A strong current pushes him through. “Hold him!” I shout to my ranks of wood chips and straw. They can’t do it. The boat shoots past.
Ha! If he thinks there’s a light at the end of the tunnel, he’s sorely mistaken!