Friday, March 15, 2013

An OLD SOLDIER

I've LOVED every story an old soldier told me.
I remember a time where several soldiers were bunked in the same tent as the captured.
So, the Yanks were told to leave their weapons outside the reach if a captured got released.
And several did.
As they were hand to hand, one soldier stood up and fired his gun.
The shamble stopped.
Then the Yanks all pulled their guns out and raised them at aim.
When asked why they didn't use their weapons to begin with.
They said, we're Americans.
And sometimes we like to keep things BRISK.
Their Commander Entered the Tent and said, who here defied my unarm order?
They told'm, FUCK OFF!

Ms. Diet-rich

Me too, I LOVE every story experienced.

Some gave me nightmares.

But saved my ass with serious stern.

Many a fuckin time.

Cured the nightmares.

Every Band in the day, got shook down.

We'd ask who they are.

We'd meet them first.

If we had a problem.

Shit happened.

Mr. Hendrix 62 freshly Honorably discharged

And Playin where Angels Fear'd to tread.

Made the circuit safe for many of us rogues.

And Amateurs.

OMG, People Hell & Angels
You got's to get it!
Comin to git chu



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