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One day near the begining of basic my main drill sergent got bored and descided it would be fun to read the letters that the privates were writing home. He's going room to room reading everyones. He enters my room and I quickly turn the page to a letter I already wrote.
"Hey Quesidilla, don't think i didn't see that"
"Yes Drill Sergent"
"Change the page back"
"Yes Drill Sergent"
(i do and he snatches the notebook)
"Oh what do we got here Quesidilla?"
"A Poem Drill Sergent"
"Ah, a poet, guess what"
"What drill sergent?"
"You're going to write 2 a week and bring them down to me and I'm going to read them over the intercom, and then you can have it back. Today is Wensday, and excellent day to start. I'll be right back."
"Yes Drill Sergent"
He goes to where the mic for the intercom is and reads one of them. Then comes right back upstairs and says
"Here Quesidilla. You better have another by Sunday."
These are the 18 poems I wrote during basic Training, actually 20 because one of my room mates and me used to help me brain storm, when he left we wrote one together (Party Harty) and "Mother" and "Father" were originally 1 poem that i seperated, i'm thinking about getting rid of the begining part of both, should I?

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