Scotty Dogg

Rookie - 147 Points (Don't rightly remember. They always called me Dogg / The Potato Fields, Indiana)

Navy Boot Camp - Poem by Scotty Dogg

black boots
hold ice cube
with us looking straight
Lake Michigan pisses
snow on our dry,
red fingers.
Wind whips our
snotty noses.
Waiting in ranks for Frost
to bite.

Comments about Navy Boot Camp by Scotty Dogg

  • Gold Star - 37,059 Points * Sunprincess * (9/19/2012 9:51:00 PM)

    wow..very picturesque...come here and let me warm those toes..haha..excellent write.. :) (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 415 Points Captain Cur (5/20/2012 7:02:00 PM)

    Aye! Sounds like Pirate Boot camp, except you might end up inside Lake Michigan.
    You got a unique style, I will say that. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 17, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, September 7, 2012

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