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hondo
11-14-2011, 04:24 PM
Remembrance Day

He was getting old and paunchy and his hair was falling fast,
And he sat around the Legion, telling stories of the past.

Of a war that he once fought in and the deeds that he had done,
In his exploits with his buddies; they were heroes, every one.

And tho' sometimes to his neighbours his tales became a joke,
All his buddies listened quietly for they knew whereof he spoke.

But we'll hear his tales no longer, for old Bob has passed away,
And the world's a little poorer for a Soldier died today.

He won't be mourned by many, just his children and his wife.
For he lived an ordinary, very quiet sort of life.

He held a job and raised a family, going quietly on his way;
And the world won't note his passing, tho' a Soldier died today.

When politicians leave this earth, their bodies lie in state.
While thousands note their passing, and proclaim that they were great.

Papers tell of their life stories from the time that they were young.
But the passing of a Soldier goes unnoticed, and unsung.

Is the greatest contribution to the welfare of our land,
Someone who breaks his promise and cons his fellow man?

Or the ordinary fellow who in times of war and strife,
Goes off to serve his country and offers up his life?

The politicianís stipend and the style in which he lives,
Are often disproportionate, to the service that he gives.

While the ordinary Soldier, who offered up his all,
Is paid off with a medal and perhaps a pension - though small.

It is not the politicians with their compromise and ploys,
Who won for us the freedom that our country now enjoys.

Should you find yourself in danger, with your enemies at hand,
Would you really want some cop-out, with his ever waffling stand?

Or would you want a Soldier - his home, his country, his kin,
Just a common Soldier, who would fight until the end?

He was just a common Soldier, and his ranks are growing thin,
But his presence should remind us we may need his like again.

For when countries are in conflict, we find the Soldier's part,
Is to clean up all the troubles that the politicians start.

If we cannot do him honour while he's here to hear the praise,
Then at least let's give him homage at the ending of his days.

Perhaps just a simple headline in the paper that might say:
"OUR COUNTRY IS IN MOURNING, A SOLDIER DIED TODAY.

He said as a true conpatriot he knew you would enjoy this.

Gayle in MD
11-14-2011, 05:30 PM
<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: hondo</div><div class="ubbcode-body">Remembrance Day

He was getting old and paunchy and his hair was falling fast,
And he sat around the Legion, telling stories of the past.

Of a war that he once fought in and the deeds that he had done,
In his exploits with his buddies; they were heroes, every one.

And tho' sometimes to his neighbours his tales became a joke,
All his buddies listened quietly for they knew whereof he spoke.

But we'll hear his tales no longer, for old Bob has passed away,
And the world's a little poorer for a Soldier died today.

He won't be mourned by many, just his children and his wife.
For he lived an ordinary, very quiet sort of life.

He held a job and raised a family, going quietly on his way;
And the world won't note his passing, tho' a Soldier died today.

When politicians leave this earth, their bodies lie in state.
While thousands note their passing, and proclaim that they were great.

Papers tell of their life stories from the time that they were young.
But the passing of a Soldier goes unnoticed, and unsung.

Is the greatest contribution to the welfare of our land,
Someone who breaks his promise and cons his fellow man?

Or the ordinary fellow who in times of war and strife,
Goes off to serve his country and offers up his life?

The politicianís stipend and the style in which he lives,
Are often disproportionate, to the service that he gives.

While the ordinary Soldier, who offered up his all,
Is paid off with a medal and perhaps a pension - though small.

It is not the politicians with their compromise and ploys,
Who won for us the freedom that our country now enjoys.

Should you find yourself in danger, with your enemies at hand,
Would you really want some cop-out, with his ever waffling stand?

Or would you want a Soldier - his home, his country, his kin,
Just a common Soldier, who would fight until the end?

He was just a common Soldier, and his ranks are growing thin,
But his presence should remind us we may need his like again.

For when countries are in conflict, we find the Soldier's part,
Is to clean up all the troubles that the politicians start.

If we cannot do him honour while he's here to hear the praise,
Then at least let's give him homage at the ending of his days.

Perhaps just a simple headline in the paper that might say:
"OUR COUNTRY IS IN MOURNING, A SOLDIER DIED TODAY.

He said as a true conpatriot he knew you would enjoy this. </div></div>

Thank you Hondo. That is just beautiful. It made me think about how the Bush Administration forbade any pictures, or notice, of our dead Veterans, when they came home, just one of the many good Changes we believed in, which President Obama has adhered to throughout his tenure, just as he forbade the Bush/Cheney torture, which blackened our National Heritage.

Thanks again for reminding us of the great honor which we owe to our soldiers. And, thankfully, Democratics have worked very hard to see that they get the aid they deserve, including our First Lady, and Dr. Biden.

Tap, Tap, Tap!

G.

hondo
11-14-2011, 05:38 PM
Thank Wolfie, Gayle. He comes up with some great stuff.

Gayle in MD
11-14-2011, 05:40 PM
<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: hondo</div><div class="ubbcode-body">Thank Wolfie, Gayle. He comes up with some great stuff. </div></div>

Yes he does, and I miss him dearly.

G.

cushioncrawler
11-14-2011, 06:13 PM
Who iz woofly doing nowadays??
mac.
Wherefor art thou woofly???

hondo
11-14-2011, 06:17 PM
<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: cushioncrawler</div><div class="ubbcode-body">Who iz woofly doing nowadays??
mac.
Wherefor art thou woofly??? </div></div>

The klan had him banned for life.
He's shooting pool, enjoying life.
Playing rather well, I gather.

LWW
11-14-2011, 06:25 PM
He is a woofie of many faces.

eg8r
11-14-2011, 06:32 PM
<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Quote:</div><div class="ubbcode-body">Who iz woofly doing nowadays??
</div></div>A jar of vaseline. /forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/smile.gif Even though I joke, I do miss wolfie around here. Just wish he could keep his language in check.

eg8r

hondo
11-14-2011, 07:07 PM
<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: eg8r</div><div class="ubbcode-body"><div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Quote:</div><div class="ubbcode-body">Who iz woofly doing nowadays??
</div></div>A jar of vaseline. /forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/smile.gif Even though I joke, I do miss wolfie around here. Just wish he could keep his language in check.

eg8r </div></div>

I wish you could keep your ignorant insults in check. We can't always get what we want.

Gayle in MD
11-14-2011, 08:40 PM
He's more than playing well, friend, he is kicking ***! Big time!

Love you wolf! /forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/laugh.gif

Gayle

Gayle in MD
11-14-2011, 08:42 PM
<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: eg8r</div><div class="ubbcode-body"><div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Quote:</div><div class="ubbcode-body">Who iz woofly doing nowadays??
</div></div>A jar of vaseline. /forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/smile.gif Even though I joke, I do miss wolfie around here. Just wish he could keep his language in check.

eg8r </div></div>

You write that filth, and then talk about someone else's language?

Grow UP!

G.

sack316
11-15-2011, 03:02 PM
<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: Gayle in MD</div><div class="ubbcode-body"><div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: hondo</div><div class="ubbcode-body">Thank Wolfie, Gayle. He comes up with some great stuff. </div></div>

Yes he does, and I miss him dearly.

G. </div></div>

I've had the pleasure of hearing from him recently... I had missed the great stories he used to write to me. He needs to write a book!

Sack

Sev
11-15-2011, 03:39 PM
Very nice.

hondo
11-16-2011, 07:12 AM
<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: Sev</div><div class="ubbcode-body">Very nice. </div></div>


Apparently, dearless leader didn't like it. Color me not surprised.

JohnnyD
11-21-2011, 12:50 AM
<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: hondo</div><div class="ubbcode-body"><div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: Sev</div><div class="ubbcode-body">Very nice. </div></div>


Apparently, dearless leader didn't like it. Color me not surprised. </div></div>Color you HIPPOCRITE.

LWW
11-21-2011, 03:54 AM
JohnnyD ... his intent was to start a flame war so he could claim to be victimized again.

JohnnyD
11-21-2011, 03:51 PM
<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: LWW</div><div class="ubbcode-body">JohnnyD ... his intent was to start a flame war so he could claim to be victimized again. </div></div>
What a hippocrite he is.I said all i will say for now.I will now read your wonderful and informative posts.
Jesus loves all.

LWW
11-22-2011, 05:34 AM
He lives to be the center of attention JohnnyD ... it is all he has.

Stretch
11-23-2011, 04:57 AM
<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: LWW</div><div class="ubbcode-body">He lives to be the center of attention JohnnyD ... it is all he has. </div></div>

The post count tells a different story. St.

LWW
11-23-2011, 05:08 AM
Why are you obsessed with my post count?

Must you swing from the loins 24/7?

Stretch
11-23-2011, 02:25 PM
LMAO, hung by your own pitard and kicking, Sweet. St.