(26 DEC 1943 / Wyandotte MI)

Captain Toro

The power scythe roared and quivered;
Had he chops, he would have licked them -
So rabid was he to taste the fray.

Verdure clad stalks by the thousands
Eschewed all feint of
Futile resistance -
Falling like spineless wimps
Before the carbon breathed Leviathon's
Cyclonic advance.

Pausing only to quaff
A long draft of energy potion,
Toro relentlessly carved a swath
Across the battle ground -
Vorpally snicker-snacking his way
Toward the mission's
inexorable termination.

A single command
Brought the roaring vortex to a halt.
Victorious, sans medals or ceremony,
Captain Toro was debriefed
And escorted back
To his lonely barracks
To sleep, perchance to dream
Of past and future triumphs
In the jungle wilds at the confluence
Of Prairie and Missouri Avenues.

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Comments (7)

Ha! This was well-done. Humorous poems are hard to write well in my humble opinion but you had me grinning from the get-go! Love your word choice- that increased the humor a hundred fold! Thank you for the enjoyable read, Robert
With a little research I am now able to appreciate more of the background of this poem, especially regarding those to whom you dedicated this. I can still enjoy all the action and imagination involved. Thankfully, you settle us quietly at Prairie and Missouri Avenues to ponder all that has taken place.
A poetic tour de force. Nothing less.
I think Shaky Bill would not be pleased with the dedication. After all, it would draw attention to his work: and yours is better. (IMHO) t x
Robert you are a legend! Who else would have combined Jabberwocky, Star Wars and Hamlet combined so cleverly - so lyrically - so wittily. Only one tiny question - where does Mr. Haydn fit in to the story? love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxxxx
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