Tom Ladue Poet I do not know?

The Soldier

Up in the morning before the rising sun
Out on the road getting ready to run

I ate my breakfast to soon
Hungry as hell before noon

Iwent to the mess seargeant on my knees
I said seargeant seargeant wont you feed me please

The mess seargeant said with a mean old grin
If you want to be airborne youve got to be thin

C130 rolling down the strip
Airborne mama on a oneway trip

Stand up hook up shuffle to the door
Jump right out on the count of four

If my main dont open wide 
Ive got another one by my side

And if that one should fail the test
Burry me in the leaning rest

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Rebecca Ladue September 6, 2011 at 5:51 PM dad thats very swell,,didnt really ever get to talk to u much about your time in the service but that gave me a good jist...also the 60's kis was kool it ran well together..with a great end gotta have a chevy

John Smith September 6, 2011 at 8:05 AM Airborne! Keep your blood off the risers. You nostalgia me. Delightful.