Chess with a Young Marine

at my age

drinking whiskey

with young

Marines

is a poor choice

Decades of practice

and years of experience

keep me seemingly

sober

for longer -

I beat my nephew at

chess

in five moves

bragging about my skill and

prowess

but really, my nine shots

to his

three give me an

unfair advantage;

I’ve learned to handle

my whiskey

I mock these young

soldiers

for their lack of

stamina,

knowing all the while

they will wake at

0600,

run three miles,

and feel great

while I will

sleep

until 0900

and feel like

**** all day

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