Donald Bruce Dawe

(15 February 1930 - / Melbourne / Australia)

Weapons Training - Poem by Donald Bruce Dawe

And when I say eyes right I want to hear
those eyeballs click and the gentle pitter-patter
of falling dandruff you there what's the matter
why are you looking at me are you a queer?
look to your front if you had one more brain
it'd be lonely what are you laughing at
you in the back row with the unsightly fat
between your elephant ears open that drain
you call a mind and listen remember first
the cockpit drill when you go down be sure
the old crown-jewels are safely tucked away what could be more
distressing than to hold off with a burst
from your trusty weapon a mob of the little yellows
only to find back home because of your position
your chances of turning the key in the ignition
considerably reduced? allright now suppose
for the sake of argument you've got
a number-one blockage and a brand-new pack
of Charlies are coming at you you can smell their rotten
fish-sauce breath hot on the back
of your stupid neck allright now what
are you going to do about it? that's right grab and check
the magazine man it's not a woman's tit
worse luck or you'd be set too late you nit
they're on you and your tripes are round your neck
you've copped the bloody lot just like I said
and you know what you are? You're dead, dead, dead


Comments about Weapons Training by Donald Bruce Dawe

  • (4/23/2019 4:56:00 AM)

    Love this, using this as inspiration for my story! Can't believe how i got here from, lol (Report)Reply

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  • (2/24/2019 9:53:00 PM)

    Studying about the Vietnam War? I guess we're in the same boat friend (Report)Reply

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  • (10/28/2018 12:54:00 AM)

    this poem is great..its just that when u have to do an essay bout it u kinda start to hate it (Report)Reply

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  • Dat Boi (5/4/2016 8:09:00 PM)

    this peom sux! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! (Report)Reply

    (5/30/2018 5:12:00 PM)

    Wow your mum has the big gay!

    (3/28/2018 9:09:00 PM)

    ur mom gay

    (3/28/2018 9:08:00 PM)

    listen here you uneducated fagnut you know nothing about poems and your opinion means nothing to anyone

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 28, 2012



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