Gene Pool

Peter William Johnson – X
Really loved the joys of sex
First experienced at seventeen
Not the youngest there’s ever been
But by the time he was twenty one
Peter William was dead and gone

Just a poor bloody infantryman
Who gave his life in Afghanistan
Friendly Fire the report said
Whichever way he was dead
Not much of a body was really found
Dispersed by explosive mortar round

From an ally's battle tanks
Who expressed regret and thanks
Didn’t really do any more
Just carried on with that war
In the usual worldly way
He was news for just a day

In truth Peter may never have been
May never have appeared on the scene
But for the son he left in his place
Genes of his Genes to fill his space
For Peter William Johnson – X
Really loved the joys of sex
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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