Ode to a warrior

He was a poet
though you’d hardly know it
from his Viking attire

His tent was erect
and though it wasn’t perfect
this was something to admire

For there had been a coop
he had a fucked up hoop
he needed his german poncho to solve it

Good thing he’d murdered that hun
or it would have spoiled the fun
you see, he didn’t bring his Bivi kit

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