NaPM April 14 2014

[ChristopherSea]

My friend Brian and I,
had dirt clods, a goodly supply,
a berm to hide behind and spy,
all went well, til I took one in the eye,
being young I started to cry.
My dad stormed out looking like a god,
demanding why we were throwing sod,
(for he had once lost an eye)
when he saw that I was fine,
he grab me, hug me, then paddled my behind.

Did you kick sand in people's faces at the beach too Dale?