Frank Pulver

Rookie - 0 Points (10/28/1971 / born-(Hudson, New York) - raised-(Tampa, Florida))

Popeye The Marine - Poem by Frank Pulver

Some people call me ruff….
And tuff….
Because I never forget that can,
It makes not typical a man
As I eat me spinach….
That gives me a strong Marine Image….
I am the guardian of three things; what is good and right….
And sweet pea, that leads me to protect them will all my might….
Yes there is only one woman in my life ….
That is Olive Oil and I will protect her against any one in any strife….
I am not here to play a sailor because some of them look kind of fruitay….
This why I am here to be a US Marine and I am going to be that way….
There is only one true Enemy that wants to challenge me in any form….
But when he does, he always feels sorry because he feels like he Stuck in a storm….
Yes, that person is Bluto, who is a real bloke….
Who at times I want to just choke….
Because I am Popeye the Marine man….
Who is strong to the finish….
Even if I do or do not eat my spinach….


Poet's Notes about The Poem

This is a joke, but this is a name that has stuck with me over the last 21 years.... POPEYE....lol

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by Frank Pulver Sept 13,2013

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, April 19, 2013


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