My sons fought in Iraq,
And in Afghanistan.
My cousin Pilar the biker,
fought in Vietnam.
His father my uncle Santos,
Fought in Korea.
My uncle Jesus Maria Olivarez,
Fought in W.W.II.
My grandfather Pilar the 1st,
Exchanged rifle fire,
With Pancho Villa,
Across the Rio Grande.
My great grandfather Mauricio,
Fought in the Mexican Revolution.
My family can't ever get along,
With anyone.
12/4/10
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I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem Juan, i like the ending.Very funny and witty well done.