I came out of a daze,In the midst of this haze,What's happening?Everyone's confused,I feel so abused,Now ain't that a shame?I run across fields,running without a yield,And hear my men fallAs I looked at my friend,I saw his life end,So I stood by his corpseI drew up my gun,I thought this would be fun,until I was shotI fell to the ground,lost all sense of sound,This is my endTo all who will serve,This you don't deserve,Thank God for my men.I was raised off the ground,for myself they had found,I will go on.That day we had lost,All that we had to gain,Another damn shame.Never again will I lose a friend,Thank god for my life.(Dylan Robison)
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Most asked questions by girls:-can you kill this bug?-Do you still love me?-Do you think I look pretty?-Are you sure this won't hurt?-Did you just look at that girl?-How come you don't take me dancing?-Are you sure this isn't bad for my teeth?-Do you think I'm sexy-Do you think my left boob is bigger than the right?-OK, if I do this once....will you stop bugging me?-Do you think my feet are pretty?-Is anything happening yet?-Are you sure you don't want to stop to ask directions?How many girls does it take to screw in a lightbulb?Answer: 3- one to screw in the bulb- one to hold the chair- one to second-guess the processGirls, Girls, Girls....can't live with them...can't live without them.
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(A counter poem to itzvivi's Boys Boys Boys, courtesy of Jungle Jim)
Women have a passion for mathematics. They divide their age in half, double the price of their clothes, and always add at least five years to the age of their best friend.(From some random Email)
The battle loves to choose its fightsCollapse the sight of soldiers eyesBombs cascading over meMay my body rest in piecesSpring mourning rainHeal the wombs in meOn meThe battle is oneI’m now coming homeSpring mourning rainStitch me up with strings of symphoniesThe battle is oneClose your eyes just dreamI’m not comingClose your eyes just dreamDream of me, lock inside your mind I’ll hideScream my name, fell me breath along your thighsClose your eyes just dreamGrasping of you’re your sheetsTurn out the lightsHolding on to memoriesNever felt so rightShaking, SquirmingIn your skin tonightOh my Marie, oh my MarieThis is a reason for broken wingsThe battle is oneClose your eyes just dreamI’m not comingClose your eyes just dreamDream of me, lock inside your mind I’ll hideScream my name, fell me breath along your thighsClose your eyes just dream (for those of you that can't figure it out, its of a soldier who returns to his love)(A Skylit Drive)