Make It A Clean Flight! No Hitting Below The Beltway!

The bell has rung!

Deep in the bowels of the Gipper,
All is not well.

Are you slipping on the winter mix
of snow and freezing rain?
Or are you loosing your grip on the
Teflon that you once admired?

In another time, the bases are loaded.
Your RBIs, ERAs, and RDXs no longer watched
by an evil umpire. The count is full,
the stakes are high, the pun is bad.

After the game, there will be time to party.
Time to pucca, time to check in,
To receive, store, ship, produce, renovate
and demilitarize conventional ammuntion
and related components.

At least now you are grinning ;)