Red Baron
Red Baron sits in his cockpit;
He fires off shot after shot;
As enemies perish.
Raging, waging battles;
He longs for home and the great burgers,
From Charlie Brown’s grill;
No kibble tonight!
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2019
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