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What the hell does a GI know of fame?
How does that
figure in with his game
Of ducking the brass and scamming
Old Sarge
While narrowly avoiding being hit with a charge
Of �Failure to Repair' for that extra time
Spent shacked
up in town instead of on the line?
He might be famous
for drinking more booze
Than anybody else while on that
Med cruise
Or the fastest time in the Barefoot Dash
When he discovered that �lady' demanding cash
Was a Billy
Boy built to the exact same specs
As any male who ever
swabbed a deck.
Or, maybe the reason for his great
renown
Is the time he won the undisputed crown
As the
best trader with the smoothest rap
When he managed to con
an unsuspecting chap
Into supplying all the fixings for a
squadron spree
For four hundred bucks in outdated MPC.
It's an elusive thing, this whimsical fame
And your
average GI ain't looking for acclaim
He's more concerned
with managing his day
In order to keep well out of the
way
Of Chiefs and Tops and Gunnies and the rest
A day
free of them is an unqualified success. |
By Thurman P. Woodfork
Copyright 2004
Listed
January 24, 2011 |
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