UnPoetia:The Glorious War of Independnce

Poetry for people who hate poetry

Oh, the President George Washington,

He had ten thousand men,

He marched them up to the top of the hill,

To catch up with the French again.

And when he was up,

The French were already down.

And when he was down,

The French were already up.

And by the time he was only half way up,

The French had gone and won the war of independence for him.