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A boorish few
 
A boorish few in the military
Aren’t fit to wipe you’re boots.
In any kind of real adversary,
Their orders they’re full of convolutes.

Wouldn’t be of any use to man,
Beast or boy, it’s a one way ticket
What they’d suggestion… plan?
By a long chalk it’s not cricket.

It would tug, at your very heart.
To follow in their demonic command …
Give chase to them bullets cocked …
Loaded readied fired on your motherland.


The Potpourri of Poetry Challenge (POP)

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By Mark Heathcote

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