The Big Red, White and Blue Dick

Guns, knives and hand grenades,
Bombs and shells we'll blow them away,
Underground bunkers are no match for us,
United States of America "In God we trust",
Blood, guts and body parts,
Shoot to kill and aim for their hearts,
Chemical warfare is also a treat,
We'll gas them out and leave 'em in defeat,
Put your hands up and surrender now,
We'll shoot you in the face unless you put your gun down,
Line their corpses up all nice and neat,
So when they find them they'll want to retreat,
Tanks, jets and guided missiles,
When a bomb drops it sounds like a whistle,
Fuck with us then we'll kick down your door,
If you want peace then prepare for war.

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Frances Macaulay Forde

Thu 17th Jan 2019 05:22

Although I loath the subject, I appreciate the satire, having also been inspired by the Middle-East debacle. Yes, huge echoes mingling with current themes.

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Jared Harris

Wed 16th Jan 2019 12:25

thank you guys for taking the time to read my work, I wrote this poem actually back in 2012 and its basically satire, about the invasion in the middle-east....also this was written a few months before my accident, December 29th 2012 I got ran over by a car and almost died, so my perspective on generally everything has changed since then...but my sample poem is about the accident and in one of my other poems I mention it as well....And I'm happy to see people leaving comments its much appreciated..

Jared

poemagraphic

Tue 15th Jan 2019 13:05

Wisdom there MC

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M.C. Newberry

Tue 15th Jan 2019 12:52

I recall Teddy Roosevelt advocating "speak softly and carry a big
stick".. Today's president could use a similar strategy. But, harking
back to Ronald "Evil Empire" Reagan, there may be "method in his
madness".

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keith jeffries

Tue 15th Jan 2019 09:47

Are you sure this was not written by the Leader of the Free World? Good Poem.
Keith

poemagraphic

Tue 15th Jan 2019 09:14

I am never going to get out this morning...
Bloody hell bro you can certainly write a rhyme.

Leave some for another day.... so others can read what is here before you treat us with another... another day.

That way I can seize the day as us poets say.

Po

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