Hockey Stick Warrior!
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!"