9 May 2012
Cellophane squeaks as I Unravel the seal Edge my nail under flap For a 'chew after meal'.
14 chewy soldiers Stand straight in two rows Minty aromas Start to reach my nose.
Which soldier is going To be first to die? Pick third left, bottom row And lift him up high.
Peel back the paper Stripping him bare Pocket his uniform As he quivers in prayer.
Into my mouth With a chomp and a chaw What a sad end for A veteran of war.
Chewing Gum • Opuss № I