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Iraq poem

Discussion in 'Veteran's Forum' started by Bonk, Feb 25, 2005.


  1. Bonk

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    This came across my email today, supposedly written by a grunt in the 101st. Enjoy...

    You media pansies may squeal and may squirm,
    But a fighting man knows that the way to confirm
    That some jihadist bastard is truly dead,
    Is a brain-tappin' round fired into his head.

    To hell with some wienie with his journalist degree
    Safe away from the combat, tryin' to tell me
    I should check him for breathing, examine his eyes.
    Nope, I am punchin' his ticket to Muj paradise.

    To hell with you wimps from your Ivy League schools,
    Sittin' far from the war tellin' me about rules.
    And preaching to me your wrong-headed contention
    That I should observe the Geneva Convention,

    Which doesn't apply to a terrorist scum
    So evil and cruel their own people run from,
    Cold-blooded killers who love to behead,
    Shove that mother' Geneva, I'm leaving em dead.

    You slick talking heads may preach, preen and prattle,
    But you're damn well not here in the thick of the battle.
    It's chaotic, confusing, It all comes at you fast,
    So it's Muj checking out, because I'm going to last.

    Yeah, I'll last through this fight and send his ass away
    To his fat ugly virgins while I'm still in play.
    If you journalist wienies think that's cold, cruel and crass, Then
    pucker up sweeties. Kiss a fighting man's ass.
     
  2. jawjaboy

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  3. rlbgfish173

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