Dick Is Laying Flat

I realized this morning that it has been some time since the boys graced you with some of their fantastic poetry. In case you haven't read the poems prior, you can find some of them here, here and here.

The first one was written by me, but, I like that one the best, so go read it if you haven't already.

So, um, here goes... This one's called, uh, Mission Accomplished. Or wait, no, Victory. No, that's stupid... Let's just get on with the stupid poem.

The campaign was hard
and the work was tough
But now it's over
for at least seven months

We lost the early battles
and we lost a few good men
But we never gave up
always back to try again

Then one night in late February
we slipped in for a night of fun
And Ava or Braeden found the passage
I don't remember which one

We watched them head upstream
we could tell they were filled with glee
Our mission was accomplished
and it was time to party

Now we have seven months
with no pressure to be had
And we get to see some daylight
at least until our commander's a dad

Then we'll be forgotten for a while
and sleep will be the priority
But you can't keep us down forever
we'll be back, you'll see...

Good. Good stuff. Yup.

Nick