August 5, 2009 Leave a comment
Twelve of them came out of the secret army base,
Two pairs of six or six pairs of two.
Each had two ears, a nose and a face,
All had a name, and that name was Sue.
Unveiled by the General the twelve stood proud,
Ten in their uniforms, two in white lab coats.
The cheering went on for an hour, incredibly loud,
While the twelve rode off in their green army boats.
Six of the twelve remained and worked for the army,
Four of them launched their own dot com.
The other two married, had kids, acted barmy,
When the President ordered they be killed by a bomb.
The twelve, plus four kids, ran off to the hills,
To plot and scheme Machiavellian plans.
Their time in the forces had taught them great skills,
Even though they’d be born without any hands!
So where is the group of complicated carrots?
Are we safe from their wrath and revenge?
Maybe they’ve mutated into bright orange parrots?
Or they’ll become the mere stuff of weird legend?!
Hmmmm…makes you think, eh?