The Rubbery Squad
.
A squad project
had been set up, by the boys in Forty Three,
An apartment
was the target, full of crooks and property.
The plan was
set, the Squad in place, the raid could now begin,
An invasion
that when all was done, the good guys had to win.
.
Search warrants
had been gotten, they now could take their ease,
Swarming 'round
the building, like a hive of angry bees.
When the dust
had settled, and the crooks were off to jail,
To call in
all their lawyers, to get them out on bail.
.
A call came
in by radio, to their leader Corporal Heed,
Asking where
the cars were parked, when they went to do the deed.
Citizens are
calling in, about suspicious sounds out there,
They say that
all around the cars, they can hear escaping air.
.
Now when the
Squad went back outside, and much to their dismay,
Was the great
indignity, that was sure to wreck their day.
Eight units
were all lined up, stretching up the road,
One tire on
each unit, could no longer hold the load.
.
Each one slashed
wide open, by some sneaky crook outside,
Exacting some
reprisals, while the boys were all inside.
The tow trucks
started coming, to assist the Squad in need,
All the damage
being tallied up, by an angry Corporal Heed.
.
So now another
story, has been immortalized in rhyme,
Another set
of nicknames born, to stand the test of time.
The tale of
their adventure, will be detailed now and then,
Forever now
his name is Kasshhhh, his Squad the Michelin Men.
.
PC 664 T.J.
Gowdyk 93-11-06 (108)