Pest Control

 

In Vietnam where the grass was tall

And rain became a pest

My office was a GP Small

With an OD Field Desk

 

It had a single 60 watt light

And a cot to take a rest

Sometimes I read at night

Often army ants would infest

 

The ants were a pain, alright

But the snakes put me to the test

The most unwanted guest an night

They were the ones I detest

 

It turned a horrific sight

You should have seen the mess

When I trained my rifle sight

I shot the hell out of their nest

 

Slithering off without a fight

I knew I’d gotten the best

Of unwanted reptiles harassing me at night

Now only ants remain until the morning mess

 

©5/04/07Terry Sutherland

Sans Peur

Terry

 

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