WW II Poem - written by my sister's boyfriend

[Ray Merrell]

Here I sit on my G.I. bed,
with my G.I. hat upon my head
My G.I pants, my G.I. shoes,
all is free, nothing to lose,
G.I. razor, G.I. comb,
G.I. wish that I was home.

They've issued me everything I need,
paper to write on, books to read,
My belt, my socks, my G.I. tie,
all are free, nothing to buy,
They issue me food that makes me grow,
G.I. wish I were on furlough.

I eat my food from a G.I. plate,
and buy my needs at a G.I. rate,
It's G.I. this and G.I. that,
G.I. haircut, G.I. hat.
Everything is G.I. issue...
Oh, darling, G.I. miss you.

.....Howard C. Turner

[devilbones2]

Nice, thanks for sharing.

[elliscraig12]

Very nice.

[USNAviator]

Here I sit on my G.I. bed,
with my G.I. hat upon my head
My G.I pants, my G.I. shoes,
all is free, nothing to lose,
G.I. razor, G.I. comb,
G.I. wish that I was home.

They've issued me everything I need,
paper to write on, books to read,
My belt, my socks, my G.I. tie,
all are free, nothing to buy,
They issue me food that makes me grow,
G.I. wish I were on furlough.

I eat my food from a G.I. plate,
and buy my needs at a G.I. rate,
It's G.I. this and G.I. that,
G.I. haircut, G.I. hat.
Everything is G.I. issue...
Oh, darling, G.I. miss you.

.....Howard C. Turner

Ray he should have written for Burma Shave......:)