Lyric Military Poems

Eat my shoes
Eat my shoes
Eat my shoes, eat my shoes, eat my shoes
Please -- eat -- my -- shoes
Eat my shoes....

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Battalion column coup de grace;
It’s what was planned, but didn’t work that way.
We’ve bled all our embarrassments
At bayonet point and now must cede the day.
God...

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The morning sun’s oppressive; a nasty b*tch in heat on Rizal Avenue,
Where vendors hawk their cigarettes, baloot, and dog meat barbecue.
The jeepneys buzz the intersection...

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I was not with him when he died
Though he was not alone
His friends were riding right beside,
Their flesh torn from the bone.

Fuel oil and some...

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This is written to the rhythm of the Ballad of the Green Beret
By Staff Sergeant Barry Sadler
And
Robin Moore
***
Let us roam
upon the seas
we dont want
to make...

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RA25760309
Written: by Tom Wright
6/23/2006

Time has left me tired and crinkled
I’ve gotten shorter by just a spurt.
I’m dated, tan, worn, and wrinkled
Like a military issue poplin...

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Charlie told me that for fun
He watches a terrorized mouse
Get chased down and eaten by his corn snake
Jake, the Snake, every Thursday at two.

I met...

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Come on boys' sign your name, train them, and send them out to fight. 
Praise them once a year, let 22 die with a red...

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Tell me your secret, trust in me,
expose the lock and I have a key
we never know who we can be
until we set our hearts free,...

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I once was a farmer
I worked the land
I reaped the corn 
With a scythe in my hand

I ploughed my furrow
I sowed my seed 
I grew...

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The Ones

They don't talk about the ones
No they don't speak, they never say
Whose chairs have wheels instead of legs
From twisted limbs, now blown away
They never...

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It results from a violent act. 
The men charge the field and scream attack.
A contract written in blood.
Doesn’t end because no one runs.
Blood and guts...

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[V 1]
Kisses his Mamma goodbye and boards the plane
Watches his girl as she cries and feels the same
Wonders if he'll ever come home, 
If he'll...

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Daddy used to march on a Sunday every year
I remember holding his hand until he saluted and then I saw a tear
"Something in my eye"...

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So Far Away......

Left my home at just seventeen
Took my shilling to defend my queen
Spilled blood with my brothers in this God forsaken war
Sounds of the...

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