A Disgruntled Recruit

There was once a recruit named Hubie Hunt,

   Who hoped to fly but was told "no" so blunt,

      "Sorry, you ain't qualified"

         So Hubie was certified

            To tote a gun as a ground poundin' grunt!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Devonshire Avatar
June 27, 2018 at 6:32 PM
Oh my goodness. It's scary to think of a disgruntled man toting a gun, Bob. You have an excellent limerick here. Thank you for your recent comments. I was judging a contest and am about to leave town for the week of the Fourth. I think of you often as the photo you sent me of you and Vera is displayed on my desk. Both of you remain in my prayers and now it's just another opportunity to say thank you for protecting our country so we can celebrate Independence Day! Love, Carolyn
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June 27, 2018 at 6:37 PM
Thanks, Carolyn, for your kind comments. Glad to see you are active again on Soup. Have a grand summer - Bob
Allison Avatar
June 17, 2018 at 11:39 AM
lol Robert I was a little concerned what that final rhyming word was going to be lol:-) hugs Jan xx
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June 17, 2018 at 5:16 PM
Greetings from the colonies and thx as always for your support and encouragement - glad it gave you a laff. Perhaps you know the word "grunt" and maybe not but it is Americanese for an infantryman in the Army.
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