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Array ( [sid] => 82551 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => God, Guns, and Guts by Larry Lile [time] => 2005-02-01 21:07:29 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I thaned God, for this country that I grew up in, here today.
I thanked him those who stood that i might pray here just this way.
I thanked him for the guns they had, that help feed our fathers-fore.
For when those guns were needed, they helped drive tyrants from our shores.

I thanked him for those Bosten men who rose so swift one night.
For all who rose when danger neared, took up arms and stood to fight.
For those who stood, and those who fell, upon our many hallowed battlefields.
Especially for those who sacrificed all, standing there as our sheild.

I thanked God for this great country, that stands like a light upon a hill.
Its great light of personel freedom, penetrates, oppression's darkness still.
But this great light, has begun to falter, from its steadfast beam of hope.
Not from its enemies abroad, but from those, who should cherish it most

From those who stand and say, that our right's, are not needed here anymore.
From those who would surrender our freedoms, to nations from other shore's.
From those who say in our fellow man. we should place our sacred trust.
From those whou have forgotten this land was built by.
God, Gun's, and Gut's. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 158 [topic] => 28 [informant] => potlicker [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Patriotic )
God, Guns, and Guts by Larry Lile

Contributed by potlicker on Tuesday, 1st February 2005 @ 09:07:29 PM in AEST
Topic: Patriotic



I thaned God, for this country that I grew up in, here today.
I thanked him those who stood that i might pray here just this way.
I thanked him for the guns they had, that help feed our fathers-fore.
For when those guns were needed, they helped drive tyrants from our shores.

I thanked him for those Bosten men who rose so swift one night.
For all who rose when danger neared, took up arms and stood to fight.
For those who stood, and those who fell, upon our many hallowed battlefields.
Especially for those who sacrificed all, standing there as our sheild.

I thanked God for this great country, that stands like a light upon a hill.
Its great light of personel freedom, penetrates, oppression's darkness still.
But this great light, has begun to falter, from its steadfast beam of hope.
Not from its enemies abroad, but from those, who should cherish it most

From those who stand and say, that our right's, are not needed here anymore.
From those who would surrender our freedoms, to nations from other shore's.
From those who say in our fellow man. we should place our sacred trust.
From those whou have forgotten this land was built by.
God, Gun's, and Gut's.




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Re: God, Guns, and Guts by Larry Lile (User Rating: 1 )
by Rxqueen on Tuesday, 1st February 2005 @ 09:57:43 PM AEST
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I really enjoyed this. I love the title!


Re: God, Guns, and Guts by Larry Lile (User Rating: 1 )
by afterdark on Tuesday, 1st February 2005 @ 10:01:23 PM AEST
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Well no really it was built on the blood of The Indian's but hey who's counting bodies right..




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