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M1 Garand Do you wonder why that rifle Is hanging in my den? You know I rarely take it down But I touch it now and then. Its rather slow and heavy By standards of today But not too many years ago It swept the rest away. Its held its own in battles Through snow, or rain, or sun And I had one just like it, This treasured old M-1. It went ashore at Bougainville In Nineteen Forty-Three. It stormed the beach at Tarawa Through a bullet-riddled sea. Saipan knew its strident bark, Kwajalein, its sting. The rocky caves of Peleliu Resounded with its ring. It climbed the hill on Iwo With men who wouldnt stop And left our nations banner Flying on the top. It poked its nose in Pusan, Screamed an angry roar And took the First Division From Chosin Reservoir. Well, time moves on And things improve With rifles and with men, And that is why the two of us Are sitting in my den. But sometimes on a winter night, While thinking of my Corps, I know that if the bugle blew Wed be a team once more. Unkown Author
Posted on: Wed, 30 Jul 2014 22:48:16 +0000

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