Killed By Gi Joe

KILLED BY GI JOE No now longer do feel low Tide started coming in slow And could feel its flow. Seeds we had planted below Sprang up and started to grow Party we did through. What was now in our escrow Which one was a lot of dough Ain't there anymo'. I next wondered to and fro Had became her handsome boo Off then I did show. Greeted great face which would glow Together will always go No longer eat crow. Found myself fighting each foe Was to become a big blow Killed by GI Joe. After reading a confessional GI was not gastro-intestinal This is bunch of bull. Government Issue (GI) of course. This is Seven seven five style Horn haiku to enjoy for a while. James Thomas Horn Retired Veteran and Poet RiverSea Plantation Bolivia, NC