The New Revolution: Part One

Who will be a part of my revolution?
We will strike the work-a-day-world at dawn
after cartoons of course
We will move out in teams
Four Power Wheels per convoy
With drivers rotating every fifteen minutes so it is fare
They will be no match for our arsenel of Nerf guns and water balloons
Our wooden swords will cut them to the quick
Their souls will shudder at the glint of water from the muzzle of our squirt guns
Troops on tricycles will approach from the west
Pots and pans to protect their heads
Look outs will be posted on the top of every slide and play structure
Cootie shots will be provided in the medical tent
It'll be a long war
Lasting possibly past snack time
Your brows will sweat
Hands will get dirty
Mouths will be sticky from Root Beer flavored popsicles
Not all of us will make it
I expect many of you to get Owies, Ouchies or Booboos
Knee's will be skinned or scraped
But those who fall will not be forgotten
Every pop gun that pops
Every firecracker that cracks
Every hula that hoops
Will cry out your name
TO ARMS
Man your G.I. Joe battle stations men
First an air strike from paper airplane squadrons
Followed quickly by a sea battle
with all manner of splashing and cannon balls
The action figures and micromachines should report directly to the sandbox
All Ninjas, mutant or otherwise, should report to the basement
for a slumber party and further instructions
All pirates should report to the park
Use the picnic tables as planks to walk
All Jedi's and knights should report to the woods
In order to find suitable sticks for lightsabers and swords
All kids old enough will stationed at the mall
Milling and loitering is encouraged
All safety equipment (IE shin guards, bike helmets, knee pads) can be found somewhere in the garage behind the bikes
But be warned
you will look like a dork wearing them
Make sure your glow in the dark laces are tied tight
put on your game face
WE ARE GOING TO WAR

-Eli Piatt, May 2009