The "Island Warriors" of 2/3 Marines suffered their first casualties of this deployment on Thursday of last week by a chicken sh%% towel head suicide bomber. This is for them.
HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY
Just before this big holiday,
A birthday for the U S of A,
There's some things that bother to me
So there's some things I want to say.
You all need to thank the ones
Dressed in Khaki or desert camo,
Cause freedom isn't exactly free,
And it's kept with guns and ammo.
We would not be having this holiday
Or have all of the events that are planned,
If not for the people who defend it,
Our military that protects this great land.
So do me a favor when you go to the parade,
And see OL' Glory coming down the street,
Shake the hand of every vet and soldier,
That you should happen to meet.
Before you go to that big picnic,
And eat way more than you deserve,
Remember the freedoms that you have,
Are guaranteed by those who choose to serve.
On your way driving to the rodeo
Be thankful, be thankful yes indeed,
That you're not going to be taking sniper fire,
Or blown up by a hidden IED.
And when you hit the beer garden,
Raise your glass to the girls and the boys,
That are out there doing their dirty jobs,
So you can sit here and play with your toys.
While you are at it, you should too,
Thank the parents, the uncles and the aunts,
The ones who raised those who choose to fight,
They gave them the courage, to put on the camo pants.
Be sure to honor those brave ones,
Who have answered to the call,
Cause our sons and daughters are at war,
While all the rest of America is at the local Mall.
Scott Wiley 2008
HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY
Just before this big holiday,
A birthday for the U S of A,
There's some things that bother to me
So there's some things I want to say.
You all need to thank the ones
Dressed in Khaki or desert camo,
Cause freedom isn't exactly free,
And it's kept with guns and ammo.
We would not be having this holiday
Or have all of the events that are planned,
If not for the people who defend it,
Our military that protects this great land.
So do me a favor when you go to the parade,
And see OL' Glory coming down the street,
Shake the hand of every vet and soldier,
That you should happen to meet.
Before you go to that big picnic,
And eat way more than you deserve,
Remember the freedoms that you have,
Are guaranteed by those who choose to serve.
On your way driving to the rodeo
Be thankful, be thankful yes indeed,
That you're not going to be taking sniper fire,
Or blown up by a hidden IED.
And when you hit the beer garden,
Raise your glass to the girls and the boys,
That are out there doing their dirty jobs,
So you can sit here and play with your toys.
While you are at it, you should too,
Thank the parents, the uncles and the aunts,
The ones who raised those who choose to fight,
They gave them the courage, to put on the camo pants.
Be sure to honor those brave ones,
Who have answered to the call,
Cause our sons and daughters are at war,
While all the rest of America is at the local Mall.
Scott Wiley 2008
