Poetry Blogs (2012, sunny 8)
Damn yankee Mustang gonna be a real bastard and blow some krauts outa the fucking sky. Try and stop me you mothers! 50cal gunning you down, got many of your kindred by my shells. Always escape with my life. No 109 or 190 ever came close to nailing me. I'm not called Chuck Yeager! Hell no!
I was in Zemke's Wolf Pack. I died in a field near Crewe, England. No Nazi ever got m...
Sunday 22nd April 2012 11:38 pm