Once The Army Went Through There Was Shit Worth Picking Up

They lined up for their badges.

With this one came a truck and cage.

A rod and noose manager for animal rage.

This one got a knife and a heady – head light,

And tonsa tiny pills to help the wearer sleep at night.

The last badge assaulted freedom so it traveled witha weapon,

The badgeless stayed in back of this badge ya,

‘Cause everywhere else was stepped on.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.