13 Brooklynites Baked In A Pie

By Shady Jones

There was a hot sun shining
In Brooklyn that day
"So, Jackie's boys want to play?"
Spot spat, bristling with spite
"How do I know you got what it takes?
That you have the guts to fight?"

Spot's glare was so scary
Jack leapt out of sight
But Spot had a plan
He called a meeting that night

"Fellow Brooklynites"
He said, his face filling with glee
"An idea has occurred
It has occurred to me"

"Tell us! Tell us oh wise one!"
Three Brooklynites cried
"Speak in our ear
We will never leave your side!"

"The Manhattan boys,
Are playing a frightful game.
To over-throw the powerful
Perhaps for fortune or fame."

13 Brooklynites baked in a pie
Called out for action
"Manhattan needs aide!
We must rush to their side!"

"Come, come now my brothers,
Our actions mustn't be rash
How do we know the others,"
Smirked a red-headed boy
"Won't run when a man
Comes in with a club?"

"Exactly!"
Their leader exclaimed
Brandishing with force
His pilfered gentlemen's cane

"We must be careful
We mustn't be rash."
Spot remarked
Stroking his powerful chin

"We will put to a test
These Lodging House boys
You, three there, yes, you, you and you."
He said, pointing with his cane
"Follow the Manhattan boys
Dog their steps, Watch them well,
Follow them in the rain."

"I live to serve!"
One Brooklynite cried
"I will do as you wish,
Everyday until I die."

"So we just follow the boys?"
The shortest Brooklynite quipped
"For what purpose?
Why should we help those-"

"Oh shut up Crumbface!"
Another boy cried,
"We obey our leader,
Not question his taste!"

"Exactly!" Spot exclaimed
Commending the boy and calling him son,
"When they come at you with a club
Make sure not to run!"

"Oh dear!"
The littlest Brooklynite cried
"I can't fight! I've no ammo,
And there's no-where to hide!"

"Here, take my marbles"
Spot smiled, tipping his hat
"I don't need them,
Now we mustn't have that."
He smiled, wiping a tear
"Come come, little boy,
There're no crybabies here!"

13 Brooklynites baked in a pie
To Manhattan they went
On that warm summer's day
With Spot as their leader
Pulitzer would pay