Olive drab Hueys dragonfly to jungle,
drop into razor-edged elephant grass.
Hot green tracers cackle past,
chunk into forty-foot Hopea trees.
Leaves and bark rip open,
sodden sweet-blonde woodchips fly.
Mortar rounds shatter treetops.
Shrapnel slaps warm-meat.
Soldiers scream like puppies.
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