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Songs of my youth...
All morning there have groups of what look like USMC Jr.ROTC running in formation down Almaden. They are, of course, counting cadence as they run. Those songs, and the sound of 60-70 sets of feet running in perfect rhythm, make me miss the Army.
Two old ladies were lying in bed
One rolled over to the other and said
I wanna be an Airborne Ranger
I wanna live a life of danger
Guns!
Blood!
Sex!
Danger!
That is the life of an Airborne Ranger
Two old ladies were lying in bed
One rolled over to the other and said
I wanna be an Airborne Ranger
I wanna live a life of danger
Guns!
Blood!
Sex!
Danger!
That is the life of an Airborne Ranger
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