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The German Shepherd... Valor
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Wires on their hands
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kept them both tight ,
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with ropes on their necks,
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as they were led
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down the trail naked to their briefs
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and boot less,
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not a word was said...
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These were american prisoners,
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better off dead.
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It  was V.C.
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leading them off,
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to God knows what.
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Their comrades -at-arms weren't far behind,
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tracking the large american foot prints
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in the sucking red mud.
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After the battle a head count was made,
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three friends were not to be seen.
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They found there boots and followed the trail.
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Their German Shepherd, Valor
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picked up their scents from those boots,
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that were left near the trail, a stupid move...
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The Viet Cong made their first mistake,
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not to be their last.
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These were Marines being led away.
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Coming after them were brothers,
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the Corp never leave there dead or living behind!
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6 Dec 10


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