Kuryree

‘Twas a cold, winter’s night, and down at blue base, Life slowly went by at a monotonous pace; Artillery was left without guard, and who cared? Attack the blue base? Red Team wouldn’t dare! Down in the bunker Caboose and Church sat, Wishing for something that they could shoot at. While Tex in her grey and Sis in her yellow. Hoped command would send out a more ‘interesting’ fellow. Then, to their surprise who should come running in? ‘Twas Tucker with an unhelpful look of chagrin. “They’re just over the hill!” He yelled in great haste. “To your posts!” shouted Church, “They