If once one mission had known no fear

Twas the midnight run of Paul Revere


On a monday night in 2004,

Paul and his friends were very bored.


They stepped outside in time to see, the Brittish were coming, 2 by jet and 1 by hummer,
looked like this night was going to be a complete bummer.

Paul jumped in his car and drove as fast as it could go,

until he ran into a white powedery pile of snow.

All his friends could do know was mope,

it was paul who woul be the city's last hope.

So through the night ran Paul Revere,

until he hopped on lucky, his trusted steer.

From there he went banging on door after door,

later on people told him he sounded like a wild boar.

The people will waken and listen to hear,

of the midnight message of Paul Revere.