Basic Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........

Basic



training at Camp Jejune...
a bare twinklin' star
and the newest of moons
shone overhead
to a frog-song's croaked croon
the coverlets, quilty
the mosses moist, silty
as the pith of the matter
would've maddened a hatter
but strengthened the hamstrung
and many a bladder....

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Pablo Percussion 05 September 2012

Hmmmm I like my mosses moist....and D's newest poem too....

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