Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Custer's Last Stanza

Over on FEEL FREE TO LAUGH this morning, where Doug Palmer hosts dozens of dead celebrities on his comments section, George A. Custer debuted his poetry. It wasn't half bad.



I was the last man
standing, even though
I knew what awaited.

My locks were as golden
as the braidwork on my
uniform, only longer.

Though Crazy Horse was
taller than me, he still
cut me down.

I rode astride Comanche,
but mostly it was the Sioux
who pierced my veil.

Arrowheads hurt a hell
of a lot more than bullets,
believe me.

George Armstrong Custer

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

His yellow hair had luster.
And he was full of bluster.
But the General don't ride too much these days,
do he?