Open Poetry #30 |
Tumbleweed 2 - old ideas |
DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
I hear the sound of drummers beat Why is there never a retreat I don’t wan’t bully beef I just want a light relief Major John at my back Elfin at my front Rifle lying across my arms Escape a stupid stunt Into the camp in blazing sun Stupidy, your life’s begun Found the water I wanted there Saw the horses Knew no care In stupidy I forgot my creed Forgot my life And my bloody steed Marshall want’s a word Dear John Get yourself where you belong You’ve a talent for quiet places Get this one under your braces Town’s called Ratrap You’re the man You go alone And face the can |
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Greeneyes
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
gads this almost reminds me of a John Wayne movie....nice ~*~ |
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