at a 'Battle of the Bulge'
where your ma defended her
capital of V.
First strike - an incursion
Groping through for terrain data
hunkered down at Gros Cul.
Second ascent - incapacitating
Defenses meant to reject,
Weaving in slimy, forcing them
to accept the Union efforts.
Descending further - a slog
Through the soft valley between
East and West Seins.
Rising steadily - snaking
helix-like toward the climactic zone,
where would thrust the two-pricked attack
and separate Church and State.
The capital overrun - the ruffians
have won and whisper softly,
"Mrs. Booth, how like you this?"
Spoiler
The real reason Booth shot Lincoln. o_O
Just kidding. As far as you know.
Just kidding. As far as you know.
