A fight of fluff?
It wasn’t that rough.
All were armed well with pillows, so tough!
I gripped my cushion tight, swinging with all of my might.
Though when I say might, I mean childlike delight!
The sun was up high, warming the crowd and I,
as we charged in so fierce, though with nothing that could pierce.
Paying little heed to self protection,
warriors of fluff were in every direction.
Charging through to escape the skirmish,
my breath soon returned, but I was ready to finish.
Even though this battle lasted only an hour,
I will never forget,
this time so well spent.
Swinging and giggling like we were all kids again,
with pillows large and small, no laughter was contained.
Warriors of the Fluff, there’s no need to be rough!
All had some harmless fun, under the warmth of the sun.
For this epic battle, we surely had won!
Bedsforth 