Sarge's Heroes

These are my pals,

I know them you see.

And throughout this war,

They've fought beside me.

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Riff has a bazooka,

One he likes to play.

With blast after blast,

Sends Tan tanks on their way.

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Hoover's got jitters,

But he sweeps for mines.

Give him some cover,

And he will be fine.

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Thick's not the brightest,

But boy can he shoot.

Lets out M60 rounds,

Mixed with sounds of his whoops.

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Shrap thinks he's cool,

Keeps calling me "dude."

But his mortars on target,

Puts me in a good mood.

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And finally Scorch.

He draws the Tan's ire.

Expected, really,

As he melts them in fire.

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So that's Bravo Company,

Boy that was fast.

But hey no matter,

Let's kick some Tan arse.