John’s in the army
And he calls me a kid
But I know I’m big.
I got a tank, an aircraft
And a gun to play with.
Big boys like John
Also got these things.
John’s in the army
And he calls me a kid
But I know I’m big.
I hurt no one and play in peace
With all my big boy things.
So who’s wiser and who’s a kid,
Is it John or is it me?
(20 December 2006)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sweet, quick rhythm, enjoyed your wordplay.