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Serving My Country

Talked to my recruiter Felt it was my duty sir Raised my hand said yes I can Be a great American Sent me off to boot camp Sargent treated me like crap Never got to thank his Mom The one who raised this hellish son Made me a man sent me to war Not knowing what I'm fighting for Traveled to Afghanistan To kill some guy named Taliban Now I'm hunkered in a ditch Missing Momma's fish and grits Planes are flying over head Pretty soon we'll all be dead All it is that I can say I'm to young and dumb to die this way Then I got a good report They have no need for me no more Landing on the tarmac Hello America it's me I'm back Greeted by my two best friends Nodding Bob and Stutter Jim Even got my old job back Who would have ever thought of that Still in service to my country Behind the counter at Burger King All I have to say in close Would you like some fries with those...

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Date: 7/18/2016 10:02:00 AM
Great write it follows from recruit to the dull job after, I like
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Date: 7/18/2016 8:54:00 AM
Another good one Mike and very true about the lack of good jobs for vets when they come back home…:)
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Date: 7/18/2016 10:02:00 AM
sad but true

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