I think that your writing
Is sometimes exciting.
A pleasure to read any time.
You express such thinking
Which I read whilst drinking,
We might even be partners in crime.

Old soldiers like us
Retired from the fuss
Can reflect what the World might have been.
And when culling forth verse
We are sometimes the worse
For describing those things that we’ve seen.

And so my old friend
This ditty I send.
A reply that I’ve written in haste.
But when all’s said and done
Poetry’s fun
Even when not in good taste.