Hockey Stick Warrior!

What kid can't relate to this?

 

Waging war with a plastic hockey stick for a rifle

 

The brave 10 year old, who’s name was Mike,

 

But in his mind it was Sergeant Gravel,

 

Dispatched the enemy, who were no match

 

For this warrior’s bravery and skill!

 

He’d been warring since he awoke,

 

And he was sure hungry, but he had

 

A war to fight, and a war to win!

 

The enemy were clever, but not clever enough

 

Sergeant Gravel was smiling, as he mowed

 

Down several more of the hapless, invisible warriors

 

Suddenly, over his radio, came the voice

 

Of his commanding officer, “Lunch!”

 

Suddenly, the war was forgotten as he ran

 

Up the stairs that led from the battlefield

 

To the troops’ living quarters above the community hall

 

As soon as the hot dogs were gone,

 

He’d go back downstairs; then it was, “Look out, enemy!”