Mississippi,1945:
Sgt. Sweep told them to ‘read ‘em and weep’
As old man George fell asleep on his seat
Empty bottles and cans littered the wooden table
Within the stable, these old friends reunited
And reminisced the eccentric enemy they had sighted
On that fateful day, when these men made their names
The battlefield had once been their favourite play park
Now these skilled gun men gathered together to talk
Poker chips were counted and handed to 4 men of different race
Trying their up most, to deceive their friends with their poker face
As Old Man George continued to snore……Alone In wonderland
Gallantly they raise their hats to the sun, and prepare with haste
For one last hunt, before these old men once again part ways
For although the war is ended, and memories begin to fade
Still they are great with weapons, for one never forgets his trade
Leaving behind Old George, who has fallen quiet in his slumber
This valiant foursome have one last swig, and ride to end their hunger
This is the time they have anticipated for years on end
One last time, these friends will ride once again
At a startling pace, they gallop away, each one with a joyous face
Riding so fast, one would assume they where in a race
As Old Man George peacefully sleeps……..Alone In Wonderland
The clattering of hooves, and the sweet scent of the forest
Disregards the fact that it is raining in torrents
These men are alive, for the first time in many years
The great thrill of the hunt, brings on many tears
But determined to obtain the catch of the day
And bring home a memoir of this memorable day
With hearts open wide and souls so high
That these war veterans suddenly feel able to fly
Now that these men are hunting again
No longer do they feel old, and past their sell by date
As Old Man George starts drifting away…….Alone In Wonderland
As they gallop back, arms full with the hunted beasts
For once these brave soldiers are completely at peace
They dismount their steed, and step into the stable
Set down the catch, and collapse beside the table
The fast paced hunt has caught up with them in the end
So they decide to have a night cap and hit the bed
They toast their good fortune, and climb in to bed
They hear a gasping breath, and find Old Man George dead
Blue with the cold his deceased body was a fearful sight
As he lay in Sweep’s arms with his eyes closed tight
Old Man George died that night……Alone In Wonderland
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Nice work.
i appreciate it
..but nontheless a very well written story. you had a FEW sketchy parts here, where you looked like you were completely going to fall off, and you repeated a few things. but otherwise, pretty good. decent piece, not your best, but still good.