Navy Boot Camp Poem by Scotty Dogg
Navy Boot Camp
Rating: ★2.0
Our
black boots
hold ice cube
toes,
with us looking straight
ahead.
Lake Michigan pisses
snow on our dry,
red fingers.
Wind whips our
snotty noses.
Waiting in ranks for Frost
to bite.
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4/25/2024 4:29:57 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Aye! Sounds like Pirate Boot camp, except you might end up inside Lake Michigan. You got a unique style, I will say that.