"Greg Burkhart" wrote in message
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Two Weeks Before Christmas!



T'was two weeks before Christmas, And all through Iraq,

The people still worried that Saddam would be back.

The Soldiers went out on their nightly patrol,

Capturing the bad guys was always their goal!



With raids seeming endless in the triangle Sunni,

We hoped that not all of Iraq was so looney!

We gathered the tribe of Saddam, in Tikrit,

And suddenly now they all started to snit!



They told of a farm where Hussein just might be

Odierno then called on our boys- from the great 4th ID!

More rapid than Baathists our soldiers they came,

And he whistled and shouted and called them by name



Now Delta, Now Rangers, Now Cavalry too!

On Green Hats, on Pilots, I need all of you!

Go to that farm and secure it right now!

Capture his ass- you guys know how!

Off went our soldiers under cover of night,

So stealthy, so quiet with no trace of light

While we back at home were eating our lunches,

Our boys on the ground were following hunches!



And then it was time for the raid to begin.

The first target came up -empty within!

Could it be our Intel was wrong once again?

No! Somewhere nearby the wolf in his den!



And then in a twinkling, camouflage torn away

In a hold in the ground did their quarry lay

Dazed and confused, right at them he looked,

Did the stupid old fool know his goose was now cooked?



He was dressed all in rags from his toes to his head,

And his beard was as matted as 12 day-old bread!

How the mighty had fallen, could this be Hussein?

One look in his eyes was to know he's insane!



Our boys got their man - how proud we all are

The relief in our country is felt near and far

A bath he has had now -yet he'll never be clean

Forever tainted with mass torture and his Fedayeen.



To our soldiers we give our undying respect

You always give more than we ever expect

We hope you can have now a night with some fun



Your loved ones back home say

-JOB DAMN WELL DONE!



Written by Deborah Sandberg-Proud Army Mom (101st Airborne Division) dated
December 14, 2003.


''Twas the night of the capture, when all through the hole,
Not a creature was stirring, except for one soul;
The operation started with stealth and care,
And American forces would soon be there;

Saddam was snuggled inside his dirt bed,
With visions of recapturing power dancing in his head;
And there in a hole getting ready for a nap,
Living like vermin, Like a dirty sewer rat,

When up above there arose such a clatter,
The deposed dictator rose to see what was the matter.
Our troops had descended in such a great flash,
He grabbed his AK-47 and his $750,000 in cash,

The troops had come before he would know
Shining a flashlight beam on the dictator below,
When, what to his wandering eyes would appear,
But United States troops, and his worst fear,

He looked dirty and tattered like an old bum,
He knew at that moment his judgment day had come.
More rapid than eagles Special Forces they came,
And he threw up his hands, when they called him by name;

"Come out Now! Do not resist!
We urge you to give up, Cease and Desist!
To the top of the hole! With your hands up high!
Surrender peacefully or you will die!"

And then in his pants tinkling, confronting the truth
The United States forces would soon have their proof
As he threw up his hands, down below the ground,
A security perimeter was set up around.

He looked unkempt and tired from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were tarnished with mud and soot;
A layer of grime now covered his back,
He looked like a bum who had just smoked crack.

His eyes--filled with tears! His dimples not merry!
His cheeks sunken in, his beard dirty and hairy!
His confident smile was now a great droop,
He was now in our custody in one fell swoop.

He was haggard and slumped, a shell of his old self,
And I laughed when I saw him on the news in spite of myself;
A Medic shining a flashlight into his eyes and twisting his head,
Soon the Iraqi people will know they have nothing to dread:

He was cooperative and spoke words, and will soon confess his evil work,
And we can rejoice in the fact that they captured this jerk,
To the critics who to this point that have held their nose,
Another terror of mankind has now been deposed:

To those who don't believe, listen to the Iraqi people shout and whistle,
Away his regime goes down like a dud SCUD missile.
Then I heard the Ambassador claim, right there in plain sight,
"American troops captured Saddam Hussein last night!"

Merry Christmas

Semper Fidelis

God Bless the United States Marine Corps