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Kicked In the Head

Kicked in the head

They called me up for Vietnam,
But I didn’t get to run,
Just seeing a bit double, am ,
Kick in the head for one.

Old horse had kicked me in the head ,
Was mostly lame a week,
Dent in the forehead nasty cos, it made,
A seeing double sort of freak.

M60 was me toy,    (machine gun 7.62 cal she was, 2,700 feet per second)                     
I’d fire her off the shoulder , 
Figured I’d get both targets some.
Splashing bullets till I’m older.

Menzies PM said of us,
Why shouldn’t they go and fight
Flotsam jetsam of the country, just ,
Pawns of war, yes too right :)

Don Johnson 13-jul-11
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Wesley Avatar
July 15, 2011 at 4:56 PM
Another great verse from your creative pen Don. Enjoyed reading!
Brown Avatar
July 13, 2011 at 5:24 AM
Good morning and thank you for sharing your poetry with us Don. I have enjoyed reading your fascinating writing today and will be back again soon to read more. May you have a most wonderful day filled with inspiration. Love, Carol
Onclaud Avatar
July 13, 2011 at 12:46 AM
my dad was a general and taught target shooting.. was amzed at gis gu collection, don.. a well-layered, provocative piece.. :) huggs, nette
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