Glossolalia

June 2nd, 2010. In a cloudless, high-noon showdown, pitted against the same snake-eyed snipers that have been slithering around the dry grasslands of Chavez Ravine for the last two days, the Traffic Town reserves put together an astonishingly accurate recreation of the previous, tedious battle. So, the guns stayed quiet well into the late afternoon.
    The home reservists, with their ammo depot depleted, were unable to sequester an unsolicited advance from the cold-blooded, tail-chasing, reptile regiment, so the Darger regulars were called back into action. Notable exception should be taken of the new recruit, No.59, who was ultimately called on to lead the troops late in the scuffle; he finished off the Arizona enlistees with commanding diplomacy and patience.
    With the wide-eyed, straight-shooter fighting to keep the tiring Darger army on the heels of the foreign raiders, the war-storied veteran, No.9, finally deposited a well-timed mortar to secure another victory, sweeping the last snakes from the city.
W is for reptilia mortius triplicatus