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This Broom Is My Rifle

~ A Running Joke from Israel's War for Independence, 1948 ~ I'm a brave soldier, I defend my land This broom is my rifle, I guard this sand I fight for the right to live and not die To breathe fresh air, under clear blue skies I'm a brave soldier, I defend my land This broom is my rifle, I guard this san-- The bushes near me stir. Now I'm scared! Halt! Halt, I demand! Who goes there? FRIEND OR FOE? FRIEND OR FOE? WHO IS IT THAT GO-- The bushes part! There goes my heart... Out comes -- Moshe?! OMG, Moshe, I almost shot you with my 'rifle' Not to worry, Avi. I'm an 'armored tank' ~ Thank the good Lord I'm not homicidal! ____________________________________ Note: Israel was so short on weapons in the War of Independence (1948-49) that soldiers were actually using hammers, although I don't think they ever used brooms... Beware of 'armored tanks' now! lol.

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Date: 10/19/2023 9:59:00 PM
A magic broom would be an ideal weapon, it could sweep away much of the ugliness that is in the world today without hurting anyone. WHOOOOSH!
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