Usurpers

Remember when we were young,

and our guns,

were filled with water?

& we usurped enemies who breached the porch, refusing

to obviate wars?

& they barked commands

from the 2nd floor window,

sending their yipping army of snack thieves?

& the only aid we needed was Kool?

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