by Capt. Nicholas 'Hoser' Johnson (Patriot)

I am a defender of men.
My fort is a treehouse.
My weaponry is a stick.
My weaponry is an M-160.
I will need them both.

I am a defender of men.
The Grey Menace comes,
I take my post.
Chittering, Chittering,
I am in my pillbox during the Great war.

I am a defender of men.
I have fallen in battle,
but depleted the squirrel war machine.
My comrades will succeed,
of this I am sure.
And now I'm in heaven,
for I was a defender of men.


photo by patriot reeve