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A Month in the Dessert
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January, February, March and May
I am really quite tired and my clothes are frayed.
April, August, September, June
I sat out in this endless dune.
As you've noticed, my months are out of order
My left eye is black, pupils the size of a quarter.
I've been in this sandy desert land,
I'm pretty sure since the dawn of man.
I'm tired of eating toads in the sand,
I drink water from a cactus, using a rusty can.
My name, I forgot, but I'm a second Leutenant
What's that you say general? We've only been here 5 minutes?!?
