The Parent Trap

They came with sticks and brooms
Anything they could hold
They were armed and they were ready
The story had been told

Their leader prepped them well
And told them what to do
When the doors fly open
Attack, like a well drilled crew

We have to stand as one
To scare them really well
When the doors are opened
We have to give’em hell

The enemy is evil
They have such beadie eyes
Their nasty and their smelly
So easy to despise
We have to act quickly
To get the whole job done
For only if were united
Can this war be one

Everybody braced themselves
To their leader they belonged
Their faith was like a devotion
Their commitment was so strong

The enemy didn’t know
They were in for such a shock
These four soldiers were armed
Standing solid as a rock
The countdown was started
The leader was so cool
Then Mum flung open the pantry
Then shouted April fool
30/03/2011 COPYRIGHT 1028534 POETRY IN PARADISE