Poem Hunter
In The Trenches
( / Connecticut)

In The Trenches

Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

Bash me with a smashing,
To smear with the best of your pitch.
But you can not erase my efforts documented.
No matter how you stir up cheers,
With eye popping promises.
And tasty gifts you tease to guarantee to deliver.
I've been in the trenches.
With no time to sip or pour tea.

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