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Basic Training Day 1

For it was 29 years ago When as I boy I left home On the train other lads I find Apprehensive blind leading the blind When we got to our destination Shouting started is this an allucination Standing still waiting for orders That corporal from the Scottish Borders Get on the bus he shouts at us Some of the lads begin to cus The transport takes us through the gates Some may say this place I hate Marched around real fast Shown our accommodation at last Sitting waiting for other lads to show Some just say I gotta go The peace is broken with a shout Everyone get out, get out We all mingle on that damp night Sergeant shouting gives us a fright Welcome speach the stage was his Ok boys haircuts it is Prepare to double to the barbers shop Hair on the floor could make a mop After this was uniform time Hurry up get in line In this queue we had to wait Issued clothes and a metal plate Back to the room with all this kit Placed into the locker by my pit Then lights out at 10 pm Wait for tomorrow's mayhem

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Date: 9/1/2016 12:46:00 PM
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Date: 8/30/2016 10:47:00 AM
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