O let us sit, our coffee cups to hand And discharge half-remembered boot camp yarns As ragged volleys of camaraderie Blasted through well-defended hearing aids
O let us not raise funds for this or that Through weekend fish-fries in a parking lot Or catalogue good deeds inflicted on
Those
For whom our kindness is a border breached
O let us sit, our coffee cups to hand And remember again the Vam Co Tay