Open Poetry #36 |
One of my poems |
yru2c New Member
since 2006-01-07
Posts 1 |
Copyright (c) Jan. 7 2006 Mark Matejic Said good bye to my dad , know I maid my mom sad , they think its going to be bad. Im being called to Baghdad. Warring waering Iron clad. Some think war is just a fad. Tell that to my dead commrad. Who welcomed me to Baghdad. Thoe Im just a young lad, My mission is to kill cads. Be easy if they wore plaid. While touring here in Baghdad. People get blowed up a tad, As for now theres no nuke rad. Knew this as I left the pad, when I got nto Baghdad. 18 just a new grad left the life I once had. Now death defying Gonads. Im not afraid of Baghdad. WE lost Tommy John and Brad fOUR Together counting Chad. I know the reason that your mad. Your brave sons laid on a slab. But Sadaam they finally nabed. Just out side of Baghdad. We sit at home and eat craced crab. Lobster lemon butter dabed. Favorite restraunt via cab. Dont forget who paid the tab. from thoes that found the bio lab. just out side of Baghdad. written by Mark Matejic (9/05) 2cyur yru2c yru2c4 |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Welcome Mark to Pip! Your first post is on a sad and delicate topic. I am a mother and mothers, like yours, have never approved and never will approve of any war. I noticed how you were able to rhyme every single line with the same ending syllable. Quite a deed! Love and peace! Margherita |
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EagleScorpion Senior Member
since 2000-03-08
Posts 1644Here, Now, Forever |
it's an honor to welcome you here, whether you are really a soldier in Iraq or just somebody who knows how to write compelling and sarcastically humorous poetry OOO RAH There are many great people in the world, but real people are one in a million. |
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