A French Poem written by an American Patriot who will not Fo

A French Poem written by an American Patriot who will not Fo

Mistress Gatta • 1 בדצמ׳ 2004

> >A French Poem written by an American Patriot who will not Forget
> > > >
> > > >Eleven thousand soldiers
> > > >
> > > >lay beneath the dirt and stone,
> > > >
> > > >all buried on a distant land
> > > >
> > > >so far away from home.
> > > >
> > > >For just a strip of dismal beach
> > > >
> > > >they paid a hero's price,
> > > >
> > > >to save a foreign nation
> > > >
> > > >They all made the sacrifice.
> > > >
> > > >And now the shores of Normandy
> > > >
> > > >Are lined with blocks of white:
> > > >
> > > >Americans who didn't turn
> > > >
> > > >from someone else's plight.
> > > >
> > > >Eleven thousand reasons
> > > >
> > > >for the French to take our side,
> > > >
> > > >but in the moment of our need,
> > > >
> > > >they chose to run and hide.
> > > >
> > > >Chirac said every war means loss,
> > > >
> > > >perhaps for France that's true,
> > > >
> > > >for they've lost every battle
> > > >
> > > >since the days of Waterloo.
> > > >
> > > >Without a soldier worth a damn
> > > >
> > > >to be found within the region,
> > > >
> > > >the French became the only land
> > > >
> > > >to need a Foreign Legion.
> > > >
> > > >You French all say we're arrogant.
> > > >
> > > >Well hell, we've earned the right--
> > > >
> > > >We saved your sorry nation
> > > >
> > > >when you lacked the guts to fight.
> > > >
> > > >But now you've made a big mistake,
> > > >
> > > >and one that you'll regret;
> > > >
> > > >you took sides with our enemies,
> > > >
> > > >and that we won't forget.
> > > >
> > > >It wasn't just our citizens
> > > >
> > > >you spit on when you turned,
> > > >
> > > >but every one of yours
> > > >
> > > >who fell the day the towers burned.
> > > >
> > > >You spit upon our soldiers,
> > > >
> > > >on our pilots and Marines,
> > > >
> > > >and now you'll get a little sense
> > > >
> > > >of just what payback means.
> > > >
> > > >So keep your Paris fashions
> > > >
> > > >and your wine and your champagne,
> > > >
> > > >and find some other market
> > > >
> > > >that will buy your airplanes.
> > > >
> > > >And try to find somebody else
> > > >
> > > >to wear your French cologne,
> > > >
> > > >for you're about to find out
> > > >
> > > >what it means to stand alone.
> > > >
> > > >You see, you need us far more
> > > >
> > > >than we ever needed you.
> > > >
> > > >America has better friends
> > > >
> > > >who know how to be true.
> > > >
> > > >I'd rather stand with warriors
> > > >
> > > >who have the will and might,
> > > >
> > > >than huddle in the dark
> > > >
> > > >with those whose only flag is white.
> > > >
> > > >I'll take the Brits, the Aussies,
> > > >
> > > >the Israelis and the rest,
> > > >
> > > >for when it comes to valor
> > > >
> > > >we have seen that they're the best.
> > > >
> > > >We'll count on one another
> > > >
> > > >as we face a moment dire,
> > > >
> > > >while you sit on the sideline
> > > >
> > > >with a sign, "friendship for hire."
> > > >
> > > >We'll win this war without you
> > > >
> > > >and we'll total up the cost,
> > > >
> > > >and take it from your foreign aid,
> > > >
> > > >and then you'll feel the loss.
> > > >
> > > >And when your nation starts to fall,
> > > >
> > > >well Frenchie, you can spare us,
> > > >
> > > >just call the Germans for a hand,
> > > >
> > > >they know the way to Paris.
> > > >
> > > >Please forward to all Americans, so they will not forget .
> > > >

crazy_toast​(שולט){אליס} • 1 בדצמ׳ 2004