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To: Don Green who wrote (4190)	6/24/1999 8:05:00 AM
From: nihil	Respond to of 13018

My sergeant's a satchel-assed bastard My corporal drinks all of my gin, My second lieutenant's a fairy, What a hell of an outfit I'm in. Bring back, or bring back, Oh bring back my civvies to me, to me Bring back, or bring back, Or bring back my civvies to me. Take down your blue star from the window, Replace it with one made of gold, Your son's in Amphibious Recon, He'll die ere he's 19 years old. ch.

To: Don Green who wrote (4190)	6/24/1999 8:07:00 AM
From: nihil	Respond to of 13018

General Doug'll bring the boys home by Christmas, Bodies home by Christmas, coffins home by Christmas But far away on the Korean isthmus, Our boys lie bleeding, their lives away. (to the tune of "Little Redwing"

To: Don Green who wrote (4190)	6/24/1999 8:09:00 AM
From: nihil	Respond to of 13018

Our right guide's a coke machine, honey, honey Our right guide's a coke machine, babe. babe Our right guide's a coke machine, He's a pogey-bait marine, honey, sugar baby, mine.

To: Don Green who wrote (4190)	6/24/1999 8:10:00 AM
From: nihil	Respond to of 13018

Our gunny is a real marine, honey, honey Our gunny is a real marine, babe, babe, Our gunny is a real marine, Brushes his teeth with cosmolene, honey, sugar baby, mine.

To: Don Green who wrote (4190)	6/24/1999 8:13:00 AM
From: nihil	Respond to of 13018

The sexual life of the camel, Is stranger than anyone thinks, One night in a fit of mad passion, He attempted to bugger the Sphynx. Now, the Sphynx's posterior orifice, Was clogged by the sands of the Nile, Which accounts for the hump on the camel, And the Sphynx's inscrutable smile.

To: Don Green who wrote (4190)	6/24/1999 8:14:00 AM
From: nihil	Respond to of 13018

Keep a movin' Dan, It's a devil not a man, And it roams the empty sand, For water. Clear cool, water.

To: Don Green who wrote (4190)	6/24/1999 8:24:00 AM
From: nihil	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 13018

I met a traveller from an antique land Who said two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand Half sunk, a shattered visage lies whose frown And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive stamped on those lifeless things. The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed. And on the pedestal these words appear. "My name is Oxymandias. King of Kings; Look on my works ye mighty and despair. Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that collossal wreck, boundless and bare. The lone and empty sands stretch far away. P.B. Shelley