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  • Scuttle the Bombing Run

    I like to Keep my Ride shined Up,
    been that Way since was a Pup.
    Wash and Wax and View with Pride,
    probably Shows my Anal Side?

    Just this Morning – Looking Great,
    never Knowing ‘bout My Fate.
    From above was Splattered Thrice,
    Hood and then the Windshield Twice.

    Attack was Swift – a Bird Sortie,
    Bulls-eye Hit and That was Me!
    Cruising safe at Sixty-Five,
    Spread around Like it’s Alive.

    Figure Birds have Morning Meetings,
    Plan their Route for Bombing Greetings.
    Guess I’ll just Go Undercover,
    strap on Wings – their Plans Discover.

    Perhaps become a Morning Cook,
    and Slip stuff In when They don’t Look.
    Pepto-Bismol comes to Mind,
    say Pink Eggs and Bacon Rind.

    As they Fly to Drop their Load,
    they’ll be Stuck in Panic Mode.
    That will Put them In their Places,
    on the Ground with Straining Faces.

  • #2
    lol I love the depth you go into, describing your fervor for getting back at the birds! haha - thanks, thanks, I enjoyed this

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    • #3
      Thank you!

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      • #4
        Top drawer, Bob. Great sense of story; very true and very fun.

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        • #6
          Perfect - thank you!

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          • #7
            I fear the dog swallowed my dental plate, I see him out in the yard walking in small circles. I hope to retrieve it soon. I love a good poop story Bob.

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            • #8
              Thank you.

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              • #9
                hillarious as usual!

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                • #10
                  Thank you.

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