The foaming stick
enters
the deep, dark cave
boldly.
It moves
over and around
the pearly white soldiers
standing in a row.
The scent of
mint
is pungent.
The pale yellow enemy
is scrubbed furiously
until it has been
subdued
for the day.
Then the stick
retreats to its
battlestation
while
a flood of fluid
moves through the cave,
removing
the final foamy traces
of battle.