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THE PUNJI PIT

Nasty little bastards
and that is a fact
lying there concealed
on the jungle tracks.

Needle sharp bamboo
waiting in the pits,
all carefully angled
and covered with your shit.

Barbarous little bastards
patiently waiting there
no milk of human kindness
in that savage snare.

John A. Moller
Whiskey Two Company RNZIR

 

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