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
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015
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