The Draft-Dodger

There is a draftdodger way over there Who said for our soldiers let's give a prayer, But, when he ran away and wouldn't serve Remember then who truly had the pride and nerve. He thought our troops would take a beating In his thoughts he turned around and began retreating, Living in luxury he prefers So, he decided that he had bone spurs. Now he kisses and hugs the flag from the country that I love That lie down everyone's throat he wants to shove, He was a coward to serve our country and to fight As his skin turned pale, and a pasty white. He is now the current White House resident Sadly, he is our current elected U.S President, He is a coward and a bully and never one of the proud and brave As the soldiers turn over in their Arlington grave. Randy L. McClave