snoopy as flying ace
the world war one
flying ace sits at a
table in local pub
drinking root beer
when the ominous
drone of an enemy air-
craft sounds overhead.
pulling down goggles
and wrapping on scarf,
he hops onto trusty
sopwith camel—
“curse you, red baron!”
Posting as my response to De at dVerse poets with quadrille prompt on word: “ace”
a poem in my pocket 
Apr 09, 2019 @ 18:19:21
I love it Lynn!
Apr 09, 2019 @ 20:34:03
😀
Apr 09, 2019 @ 17:18:19
Ah, Red Baron, your flying days are numbered. Here he comes, ready of not!! This left me smiling.
Apr 09, 2019 @ 20:35:13
Thanks, Bev… your comment makes me smile 🙂
Apr 09, 2019 @ 14:33:33
Lol! Love it!
Sent from my iPhone
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Apr 09, 2019 @ 14:56:40
Thanks 😀
Apr 09, 2019 @ 13:20:44
Love the imagination here, lynn! Wonderful.
Apr 09, 2019 @ 14:57:19
I got all my ideas from Mr. Shulz!
Apr 09, 2019 @ 11:16:24
Love this!
Apr 09, 2019 @ 12:00:32
Thanks, Linda…I’m definitely a Peanuts fan!