The perfect soldier
Disclaimer: It is just an idea no more no less
First I was picked up on a corner,
Since then I have been a loner,
They made me train for endless hours,
And very rarely let me have showers,
I was sweating like a pig,
And learned quite well how to dig,
I was digging and shooting most my life,
And they said I would do that till I got a wife,
But then I got a lucky break,
One in my life and one in my leg,
I was considered top in assassination,
And afterward killed some people without much hesitation,
Then I saw her Relena Peacraft,
And I would have shot her right off the bat,
But she was stupid,
And I wasn't allowed to kill stupid people,
So I ignored her,
But she stuck around me like a stupid vulture,
So here I am they made me marry her,
I don't know why people look at her like a perfect figure,
And at me like a vomit mixture.
Well how was it? This is my third poem. Please oh pretty please review.
