Patch Bytes Poem by Rodney Dufault

There's a reason I'm a general
when most of ya'll never had stripes.
My word is the most venerable,
and I've always been in mad fights.
I used to think that it was preferable
until I knew what being a dad's like.
Still, I keep a few weapons full
for when I run into those badged swine.
All their skulls are penetrable
when I run my sword straight up their backside.
In my rage I am inexorable
and I go way beyond and past spite.
Couldn't put me in a cage; I'm flexible
and can adapt to any habitat type.
Couldn't break my spirit; It's immeasurable,
and I fight like an ironclad knight.
My son told me if my eyes weren't reperable
then he'd see for me. I have bad sight.
Things like that, to me, are memorable;
The reasons that I pick up my pad, write.
My family is why this life is pleasurable,
and I'm afraid without them I'd not act right.
I'd spend the rest of my days just endin' ya'll,
and that can't be remedied with any amount of patch bytes.