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| A Tribute to Veterans I fought the british redcoats, Served Washington with pride. I fought with Grant and yes with Lee, I fell at Custer's side. I made the charge up San Juan Hill, I held at the Alamo. A threat to peace, the first World War, and I was called to go. I shed my blood throughout war two, on sand and jungle tree. They pulled me from the flaming wrecks, they burried me at sea. At Korea's 38th parallel, I soldiered amid the sham. I left my loved ones, took up arms, and died in Viet Nam. In Desert Storm I played my part, to right the evil deed. I lived and died for principal's sake, to uproot a fertile weed. |
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| 12TH MARINE AIR GROUP |
| On every type of battle field, desert sand to jungle marsh. I suffered terror and mortal wound., in conditions, more than harsh. I viewed the bombed out cities, I grieved for all the lost. I pondered in my saddest hour, what should warrant such human cost. The answer of course is freedom, It defines the job I do. I volunteer, I'm called, I serve, on freedom's maintenance crew. Career or citizen soldier, I serve the higher plan Of honor, God, and Country, I'm an american fighting man. Mike McClure |
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