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Click hereCamouflaged only by the dark of night,
the soldier stealthily approaches his target.
At just the right moment,
he climbs into her fox hole,
stabbing repeatedly.
Shooting from the hip
with the precision of a sniper,
his high-caliber rifle
always hits the target.
Screams fill the room
as breath becomes ragged,
then slows.
His objective met,
success achieved,
the soldier smiles, knowing that
tomorrow a new mission awaits
Where do I sign up for this mission? I volunteer.
I always knew there was a double meaning to Fox Hole.
Very creative. It makes me almost miss basic training.
Good job.
From another generation it was, <I>Make love, not war</I>; now it's love is war? In that case, I'm all for unlimited warfare!
Can he come visit me? LOL! Ah...we married women have our dreams...
Julia (Curiouswife)
shooting from the hip (grin) I aim to please! I really liked this poem (~_~) I suppose now they should play doctor and nurse and patch their wounds. Nice write!