Benjamin Arda Doty My Girl, Daisy Cutter, or the BLU-82B Dumb Bomb Daisy, when we were last together, 6,000 feet off the ground, We hauled you on the trolley And pushed you out the C-130. There we dropped you, Daisy, And as we listened to Hendrix, you fell, Like an explosive Beetle our drunk Christ Drove off the highway to heaven. Daisy, you 15,000-pound suppository, You looked like you came straight out of God’s ass, As he belched, cursed and passed— Ammonium nitrate, aluminum powder, Polystyrene and most of his wrath. Daisy, don’t forget to look up for me When you say good-bye for us To those poor souls below And kiss the sky.

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