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"Our Troops" I am fortunate to live in the land of the free Where freedom still rings for you and me We're honered as the young serve in war Far overseas their bravery shines like a star Honorably they go to defend our way of life In the hot sands of Iraq they go ready to fight They are ready to make the ultimate sacrifice Let's support all mothers daughters and sons They have earned the respect of everyone Let's send love and prayers with all our mail Fly Old Glory and pray our troops won't fail We are fighting an enemy unlike any before They seek to undermind all the freedom Our troops have served and some died for BY....Kings
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