Let’s jump eight to the barA Poem by ronLet’s
jump eight to the bar
Jump,
jump you’re in the Army now, and
blow the bugle that uncle Sam drafted you for, he’s
blowing for Uncle Sam, and
the boys in Company B.
Wake
the boys before the sun comes up, and
lull them to sleep before the sun goes down.
In
the morning with sleepies in their eyes, and
the country on their backs.
They
have to play and train, drafted
into the barracks and told to carry that pack and rifle.
Looking
at his girls picture he knows he has to, play
that bugle in morning’s revelry, and
the nights retreat.
Let
the company jump eight to the bar.
He
puts the boys to bed with an eight to the bar lullaby, and
wakes them up with a funky beat.
To
the training they go with a beat, and
to tojo they have a beat.
The
music has changed, but
the beat stays the same.
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1 Review Added on December 22, 2014 Last Updated on December 22, 2014 AuthorronImperial, CAAboutI have been writing on and off or more years than i care to remember. I started writing poetry, than i started a novel (still in the works), now I'm writing a six part short story erotic.. more..Writing
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