Back when my hair was long,
And we were all so sure
The establishment was wrong,
Sending young men, based on
A lottery, against their will,
Into Southeast Asian jungles
To sweat, fight, and kill,
Now, our wars are fought by
Those who want the thrill,
Of releasing unimaginable
Firepower, boom away until,
In a moment of bloody elation
The enemy is destroyed,
Blasted into obliteration...
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