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While we enjoy cookouts and fireworks
Brave sailors are manning their stations--
Bold soldiers are scouting brown hillsides
That we may pursue celebrations.
Keen airmen fly fighters or transports,
Their radar-scans steady, unblinking,
While Coast Guards respond to a MAYDAY
Of yachtsmen in danger of sinking.
Ah yes--let us feast on fried chicken,
Let crowds ooh! and aah! at the brilliance--
But ever, forever remember
Who pays for our peace as civilians.
RR 6-28-07
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