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If my neice were to ask
Whatever become of me
Would you tell my story
Exactly as it should be

She will ask you
Why I charged the hill
She will question you
Why I had to kill

I hope she'll know
What I did was right
To protect her freedom
And to keep her safe at night

I'll pray no God Damned Liberal
Will fill her pretty head
With words against my duty
Saying I'm wrong because I'm dead

For these peoples words weaken
Our countries uncertain might
But people like me died willing
So Liberals could have that right

Lance Corporal Travis Yandell

USMC

1997