God’s New Blessed Soldier

Wife got da boy doin’ formation with local neighbor kids. All got dees sticks dat lookin’ lot like guns n’ knives. Day even crawlin’ in formation. Kinda’ cute if’n you askin’ me. Day do a god job keepin’ straight rows n’ columns, but none to good at movin’ legs same times.

But no matter. Dees boys can war. Day hide behind piles of dirt in da yard hurlin’ rocks from piles. Den day be attackin’ across the open field to da enmey.

Hand ta hand combat just bitten’ and scratchin’ but seen some of dose boys leave bloody and cryin’

Last war boy’s unit did won. Boy too out five boys before ‘nother baby bit his penis. Oh’ did ma’ boy do some screamin’ It was kinda funny.

After da battle I noticed how many neighbor parents in da neighborhood gotta kid or two in da Army.