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free verse
Paper Dolls and Toy Soldiers
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Toy Soldier
by michaelcahill
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heading home
march, march, march
singing a song of triumph
no one is watching
through the Turner's open gate
… I hesitate
then run to the shortcut
the angel by their pond
takes notes
but ages will pass before
I'll have to answer
I salute and sneak into the
deserted alley
the shadows conspire
behind the armed Ford Gremlin
with the shot-out windows
the bombed driver's side door
where General Blithersnipe met his doom
I zig and zag at breakneck speed
bedazzling the shadows
with my resolve
I enter Curtis Avenue
and dash behind a row of hedges
home is near
there will be stories to tell
unbelievable tales of valour
and derring-do
I could go for some grub too
I ran out of rations long ago
I'll probably have to be de-liced though
damn Army life …
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Author Notes
The proper phrase is "derring-do" from Olde English. But spellcheck and too many people hassle me about it ... so, I give up. HAHAHA!!!!!
Okay, I changed it back to what is CORRECT! SUE ME! :))
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