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James Riddle Mar 2013
"UP!"
"Driver move out"
"Gunner saybo tank"
"On the way"
"Fire"
"BOOOOOOOOOM"
"Driver back down"
up in the morning
before the crack of dawn
there stands the big beast
and there stands little me
just a spec in the shadow
of this magnificent machine
70 tons of brute force
that shakes the earth as it moves
they know we are coming
but they cannot escape
in front of us
a world of adventure
behind us
ruins of the world as it was
the beast knows no mercy
whether it enemy or friendly
this is a life only few have lived
this is the life of a tanker
James Riddle Mar 2013
peace at last have i seen
in a dream she came to me
She spoke to me so pure
staying up, long lonely nights
waiting to hear her voice
sweet music to my ears i say
please love hear my plight
first i fought for freedom
as i fought through pain
but now i fight for your love
and hope you do the same
though tragity struck
at an undecent time
i love her more than ever
i awake from this dream
and lay under the stars
upon my tank i look straight up
above me is the moon
its beauty bringing forth the memories
that i have yet to share with her

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