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Arpig -> Topical poem...sort of (12/19/2009 10:59:33 PM)
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I posted this in a thread in P&R,,,so figured why not here as well
FAR AFGHANISTAN
Sit ye down and listen, sit and listen to my song
A sorrowful tale it is, but I will not keep you long
So listen and shed a tear, to the tale of handsome man
Nathan Smith has left us, gone to Afghanistan
A young man full of promise, tall and fit and slim
In all of Nova Scotia there was none to equal him
He bravely smiled as down his face the tears freely ran
"Wish me well my boys, for I'm off to far Afghanistan"
They said it was a noble cause, to avenge those cruelly slain
To make us safe in our homes, and safe in our fields once again
And so they went, went to face the guns of the Taliban
And left us here to wait in fear for news from Afghanistan
He told us he was safe, all was quiet there in Khandahar
He was in no danger, for the enemy had fled wide and far
And yet somehow it still happened, all in a moment's span
And now Nathan Smith will not be home from far Afganistan
R. P. G.
20/04/02
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