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Christmas Chaos

Poetry By: SkylerV

A crappy christmas.

Submitted:Jun 26, 2009    Reads: 40    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

The stockings are filled with pocket knives
The tree is littered with grenades
The Christmas wrapping is covered with tactics
The plans for the next raid
The fire is roasting human flesh
The tree can be used as a spear
By the fireplace are crumbs from an MRE
And a half drunk can of beer
The outside is falling down bodies and ashes
The decorations are of Hitler in heaven
The boxes of presents are filled with C4,
M16 and AK-47s
All these boxes are for Billy and Harry
These ones are for Norman and Jean
These ones are for Adolf and Malcolm and Jim
But I see naught one for me


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