When A Marine Goes To Heaven.

[thedrifter]

You can keep your Army Khaki,
You can keep your Navy Blue.
I have the worlds best fighting man,
To introduce to you.

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 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!


Sempers,

Roger

[crew]

Semper fi.....to my Marine in heaven and all his brothers...God bless you all....

[USMC0311]

Heaven...No More Booze, No more Broads, No More busted Bones, cuts, bruises, wounds or broken Dreams.

Jutsta Buncha Happy Marines

[donaldduct]

how can a Marine be happy with no booze or broads

[USMC0311]

Originally posted by donaldduct
how can a Marine be happy with no booze or broads

Well Brother...ya never puke and yer never ****ed-off