Sweetheart - Poem by Nathan Kraft
Today I Woke Up and Got on The
Bus. When It Stopped a Man
Got On And Yelled At Me Alot.
I Got Off And The Man Took
My Backpack and Threw It Away.
When I Went to Get a New Haircut
The Barber Didn't Even Ask What
I Wanted. Instead, He Just Cut
It All Off. When I Got
Up I Looked at Him and He
Smiled. He Had The Same Cut.
Later I Went To Pick Up Some Supplies,
But When I Got There They Made Me
Stand In Line. I Didn't Get to Choose,
I Was Handed Everything. Infact, All I
Got Out Of the Deal Was Some Sweats,
Sneakers, Toothpaste, and A Bible.
Finally I Get To Bed. I Jumped Onto The
Top Bunk and Closed My Eyes.
Suddenly Three Guys Wearing
Smoky Bear Hats Ran In and Started
Throwing Things. I Stood And Began
To Listen. 'Welcome To The Marine Corp. Sweetheart! '
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