Preserve the Rights of Everyone Else
Jelly bean warships judiciously cheering for the enemy?
The old timers do not understand this unnaturalness.
“It is an inescapable truth today,” Sgt. Mars Bar told them.
“We are all about preserving the rights of everyone else.”
Some tittering twits known as Smarties marched by at that second.
Several poked fun at the old-timers, calling them names like
“Crappy, Tired, Worn-out and Needs Energy.”
“What about our rights?” Captain Seniors asked him.
“What rights?” Sgt. Mars Bar asked. “You are invisible.
I thought you knew that. Didn’t anyone tell you?”
The youth kept screaming mean things to them,
making them realize some people could see them.
“So everyone has rights but us,” Major Oldster said slowly.
Sgt. Mars Bar nodded.
“Because we are invisible?”
“Exactly!” This was the last military exercise most of them attended.
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