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Famous Strafe Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous Strafe poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous strafe poems. These examples illustrate what a famous strafe poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).

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...with mallets, push a wood-plane across its
pebbled hide and watch a scurf of tumor-
pelt kink loose from it, impale it, strafe it
with lye and napalm. There might be nothing
left in there but a still space surrounded
by a carapace. "This one is nearly
dead," the chief doc says. "What's the cure for that?"
The students know: "Kill it slower, of course."
They sprinkle it with rock salt and move on.
Here on the aging earth the tumor's gone:
My wife is hale, though wary, and why ...Read more of this...
by Matthews, William



...l and adieu to you, ladies ashore!
 For we've received orders to work to the eastward
 Where we hope in a short time to strafe 'em some more.

 We'll duck and we'll dive like little tin turtles,
 We'll duck and we'll dive underneath the North Seas,
 Until we strike something that doesn't expect us.
 From here to Cuxhaven it's go as you please!

 The first thing we did was to dock in a minefield,
 Which isn't a place where repairs should be done;
 And there we lay doggo in twe...Read more of this...
by Kipling, Rudyard
...l be, when all is done and said,
 A pint o' Bass in Blighty in the mawnin'.

I'm goin' back to Blighty, which I left to strafe the 'Un;
I've fought in bloody battles, and I've 'ad a 'eap of fun;
But now me flipper's busted, and I think me dooty's done,
 And I'll kiss me gel in Blighty in the mawnin'.

Oh, there be furrin' lands to see, and some of 'em be fine;
And there be furrin' gels to kiss, and scented furrin' wine;
But there's no land like England, and no other gel like ...Read more of this...
by Service, Robert William
...ffs have crazed him; nor the Hun."

We sent him down at last, out of the way.
Unwounded; -- stout lad, too, before that strafe.
Malingering? Stretcher-bearers winked, "Not half!"

Next day I heard the Doc.'s well-whiskied laugh:
"That scum you sent last night soon died. Hooray!"...Read more of this...
by Owen, Wilfred

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