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This strange piece of pipe With perforated meccano butt, Oily smell, and cold, smooth feel. stroking hands Wander over and around This dark grey machine, Fingers find each nut and bolt, Each spring, Each clip, And shoulder strap. The balefull eye of muzzle Stares unseeing, but wide awake For enemy movement. Blunt bullets, Squeezed into cubic ruler, Held tight in sweating palm, Held steady, Held ready, To be rammed home in waiting breech. This metal friend of mine, Hard and secure against my side, Beneath my sheet, When eating, At my ablutions, wary. When waved A motion to be obeyed. When fired lt's voice an invitation to be invisible. Though accuracy alarming low, linens, Its speed, its ugliness, Obtain instant respect. This bulldog weapon My constant. Loyal, Companion. KORMAKITI, CYPRU |