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Boots on the Ground: Justice is Served

Order dispatched from the commander in chief
Send in the men, the mission to be done
To conquer the enemy, long last and due
Proudly they went in, America’s sons

Ever in danger, but alert and on guard
Objective they know and eager to find
Dark in the compound, bare minimum light
Proceeded as instructed with mission defined

The battle, it started as a shot gave off light
No American casualties among the guns sound
Left standing, the sons, objective was met
Well planned execution with boots on the ground

No aerial strike this evening, for sure
As camouflaged men had evened the score

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  1. Date: 5/3/2011 6:27:00 AM

    I enjoyed reading your excellent poetry this morning Michael. May the sun shine down on you and bring great joy to your life now and always. Love, Carol