Blurbs of the Green
We sit around all day
When our PC comes we pray,
But he just smiles in glee
For plain OOC dudes are we.
The RPs all know my name
Even the MPs had my picture in a frame.
Silence and a yellow shirt they gave me.
Did I actually slap my CO? Gee.
My monitor is turned away
My head begins to sway.
Lunch is in fifteen,
But tonight we're doing OT till Nineteen.
I hear the 84mm fire off.
In Neo Tiew's lallang my helmet I doff.
I see my men sitting under the tree
But I see more than one killer bee.
The mynah perched on my head,
Feels like it's crafted from lead.
The rain fell for more than a day
Yet my finger rests on the trigger bay.
Today is one of my last trials
My eyes are fastened on the dials.
The sweet Australian air sings
And I might get my first wings.
I have come back for you,
My long lost pal in blue.
When I leave the green behind
You shall turn pink in no time.
