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Call of the Marine (Acrostic) by ggawrysi

B efore you leave the L oading dock, getting ready to board the O sprey, gun in hand and paint O n face, the jungle calls, war in a D istant place. A ll your brothers have muscles with a knot, though N ot an arm or a leg, but a brain D efying the truth. You could be slain. G od willing you'll be home in six months. U nder supervision and leadership T rying times will end, but with what? S alvation or sweet victory?

hypatia 2-May-04/9:11 AM
I like most of this, but think "jungle" could be desert - more current - the Iraq war.
Suggestions only:
muscles with a knot -> muscles with knots
truth. You -> truth - you
The last line irks me because there is no victory in my opinion.




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