Jimmy was just plain right,
he did nothing wrong,
he kicked political correctness
in the ***
said it was a sad day
when people couldn't talk about
religion or politics or pull a race card.
We called him Popeye,
he said he was what he is,
he was the glue of the platoon.
He gave no apologies,
said people could stick it
where the sun didn't shine
if they didn't like what he said.
Seems strange now,
that's the guy I'd want with me
if the apocalypse came.
He was no sniveler
seeking pity.
He was real.
Not a crying faker.
He disappeared in Colombia,
said he was going down
to check out the coffee,
but I have my doubts.
I miss him.
Jan 21, 2014
Jan 21, 2014 at 10:08 PM UTC
Jimmy was just plain right,
he did nothing wrong,
he kicked political correctness
in the ***
said it was a sad day
when people couldn't talk about
religion or politics or pull a race card.
We called him Popeye,
he said he was what he is,
he was the glue of the platoon.
He gave no apologies,
said people could stick it
where the sun didn't shine
if they didn't like what he said.
Seems strange now,
that's the guy I'd want with me
if the apocalypse came.
He was no sniveler
seeking pity.
He was real.
Not a crying faker.
He disappeared in Colombia,
said he was going down
to check out the coffee,
but I have my doubts.
I miss him.
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