Andersonville Revisited

Winners are winners
	and the losers are beat
		with puns and
	funny bone back breaks
		in Saigon.

Red is red
	and blue is fifty shades
		of mint tea
	runny, down the nose
		of the Wooly Mammoth.

Please try, please try me
		in Martinique,
	only when the clouds roam,
		only when the
			poet's public,
		only when the Sun is
				set on
			finding not a me
				but three other
		girls trapped in the
			sand tomb barista's
		choice from Nashville
			or anywhere else
		but Andersonville.
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