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Marine1955
05-27-09, 05:58 PM
hey everyone I need your help to find a Poem from the late 30's or early 40's the poem is called ( The Devil Dog Marine ) If anyone has heard of it or has a copy of it I need it. There and Older Marine who wants it and I'm trying to help fined it. I have google it to no avail. So your help is needed.
Thanks for your time and Semper Fi.

ameriken
05-27-09, 06:20 PM
Does he remember any of the verses at all?

00101010
05-27-09, 06:39 PM
Does he remember any of the verses at all?

Definitely, have found several poems but with no title and no way to tell if it is what you are looking for.

Phantom Blooper
05-27-09, 06:43 PM
Ode to a Marine

In a crowd you're bound to spot him,
He's standing so very tall
Not too much impresses him;
He's seen and done it all.
His hair is short, his eyes are sharp,
But his smile's a little blue.
It's the only indication
Of the hell that he's gone through.
He belongs to a sacred brotherhood,
Always Faithful 'til the end.
He has walked right into battle
And walked back out again.
Many people think him foolish
For having no regrets
About having lived through many times
Others would forget.
He's the first to go and last to know,
But never questions why,
On whether it is right or wrong,
But only do or die.
He walks a path most won't take
And has lost much along the way,
But he thinks a lot of freedom,
It's a small price to pay.
Yes, he has chosen to live a life
Off the beaten track,
Knowing well each time he's called,
He might not make it back.
So, next time you see a Devil Dog
Standing proud and true,
Be grateful for all he's given;
He's given it for you.
Don't go up and ask him
What's it's like to be in war;
Just thank God that it's your country
He's always fighting for.
And thank him too for all the hell
He's seen in that shade of green,
Thank him for having the guts
To be a United States Marine

MARINE

You can keep your Army khaki,
You can keep your Navy blue.
I have the world’s best fighting man, to introduce to you.
His uniform is different, the best you’ve ever seen.
The German’s call him the “Devil dog, “
His real name is “Marine.”
He was born on Parris Island.
The sand is eighteen inches deep,
The sun is blazing hot.
He gets up every morning, before the rising sun.
He’ll run a hundred miles and more,
Before the day is done.
He’s deadly with a rifle, A bayonet made of steel.
He took the warrior’s calling card; He’s mastered how to kill.
And when he gets to heaven,
St. Peter he will tell, “One more Marine reporting sir, I’ve served my time in Hell.”
So listen all you young girls, to what I have to say:
Go find yourself a young MARINE,
To love you every day.
He’ll hug you and he’ll kiss you, and treat you like a queen.
There is no better fighting man: THE UNITED STATES MARINE!

:evilgrin:

00101010
05-27-09, 06:47 PM
His uniform is different,
The best you've ever seen.
The Germans call him Devil Dog,
His real name is Marine.
He was born on Parris Island,
The place where God forgot.
The sand is 18 inches deep,
The sun is blazing hot.
And everyday he'll wake up,
Before the rising sun.
He'll run a hundred miles or more,
Before the day is done.
He's deadly with a rifle,
A bayonet made of steel.
He's took the Devils calling card,
He's mastered how to kill.
And when he gets to heaven,
St. Peter he will tell.
One more Marine reporting Sir,
I've served my time in hell.
So listen all you young girls,
To what I have to say.
Go out and find a young marine,
To love you everyday.
He'll hug you and he'll kiss you,
And treat you like a queen.
There is no better fighting man,
Than a UNITED STATES MARINE!

Marine1955
05-27-09, 07:19 PM
His uniform is different,
The best you've ever seen.
The Germans call him Devil Dog,
His real name is Marine.
He was born on Parris Island,
The place where God forgot.
The sand is 18 inches deep,
The sun is blazing hot.
And everyday he'll wake up,
Before the rising sun.
He'll run a hundred miles or more,
Before the day is done.
He's deadly with a rifle,
A bayonet made of steel.
He's took the Devils calling card,
He's mastered how to kill.
And when he gets to heaven,
St. Peter he will tell.
One more Marine reporting Sir,
I've served my time in hell.
So listen all you young girls,
To what I have to say.
Go out and find a young marine,
To love you everyday.
He'll hug you and he'll kiss you,
And treat you like a queen.
There is no better fighting man,
Than a UNITED STATES MARINE!


I think this is it thanks to alll who helped I will send this to him right away. thank you very much.

Hodgesml
05-27-09, 07:26 PM
www.grunt.com/scuttlebutt/corps-stories/poems/index.asp (http://www.grunt.com/scuttlebutt/corps-stories/poems/index.asp)

If that's not it look in here if you haven't already.

Marine1955
05-27-09, 07:32 PM
Thanks to everyone here I copied the poem off and my wife is getting ready to mail it and with a note telling him that thanks to leatherneck.com it couldn't have been done.Semper Fi Gents