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Accidental Patriot

Here's how I became a patriot

          19
Cruisin the mall
got money cuz I got checks
poster woman proud, tall

Dressed out in Blues
(I would look so cute in that)
and I was seduced

So now I'm in the NAVY
flyin on a jet plane
college was so boring
I never attended anyway

They threw me a party
at the bar down the road
I played Nintendo with a stripper
bored with what he showed

(Bootcamp: within moments of my arrival)

the bourbon and buzz wore off
crazy people screaming in my face
clearly, they don't understand
I volunteered and they are out of place

I bring this to their attention
and that was when I learned
how to do a pushup
and that respect is earned
and earned
and earned

Let me tell ya, my eyes were OPENED
I cried for mama at nite
but I wasn't alone
and that's what you need in a fight
(not to be alone)

Broke my foot, kept runnin
my girls wouldn't let me stop
tangled with my "commander"
she put head in toilet
(I know that doesn't rhyme, but that's what happened)

I'm the chick that made eyeliner out of shoe polish
I'm the chick from Arkansas
I'm the chick that launched F-14s
the Greatest bird of all

So I am, sorta by accident, a Patriot



Kimberly Whitaker Holmes, Petty Officer 3rd Class
Miramar Naval Air Station
San Diego, USA
1985 - 1989
"humble prayers to my folks in uniform, out there doin the things I didn't have to 
do. I don't know how to thank you...."  Whit

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