CBudvarson

THE WAR

The solders are happy They do not mourn However they will in the morn-ing For death awaits them Weather its now or then We will never know until it happens It could even happen When they are taken a crappen Barly missed by a grenade Still needed a first aid The pain will hurt Maybe even burnt Your not hit by one Still not having fun The fun begins at the run Water so wet and cold It starts to mold Could it be rain That falls like a train The weather is bad Everyone is mad When it is over Return to Dover Back where you once lived