TRIVIALITIES

Someone questioned, “Did you really do?

Did all those things happen?  Are they true?”

All!  Yes!  As God is my witness.

How could I ever abide with myself

Or with my God lying to you?

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Yes, I really shot a crocodile

By a river in  India’s’ wild!

When Father handed the rifle to me

Sure, I was a only child!

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He said, “See if you can hit that log out there,

Out on that river bank,” wide and clear.

Sure, I did hit it!  “It was a crocodile,”

Shocked I was!  Way beyond compare!

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Rifle?  Just a 22.  Crocodile sped

Into the river, hurting it fled!

Father died, I was seven or eight,

Cannot recall any, like, woodshed.

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Then stateside, but Scout in World War  II

I was waving a hand grenade in  plainest view

Of enemy down there, behind some trees.

Death wish?  Maybe, nothing else to do!

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Maybe self-calming influence to slumber,

Of course, enemy had my number!

See him up there in plainest view

We can get him later, first more to do.

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We must get grenade he had set

Get whole squad!  Sure, you bet!

An inexplicably stupid thought!

Did not realize what they had bought.

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A wide awake enemy, yes, with grenade!

I  heard them, tossed, big boom was made!

Sure, war-time memories do persist,

Why do these trivialities insist?

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the Sam  3.21.12

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