Tuesday, October 31, 2006


The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner

Friday, April 14, 2006


Great Stuff


Jarhead for President

Vote for me! I’m Jarhead Jerry.
I shot and killed for you at three times less then the French foreign legion .

Got myself shot up something awful, they even gave me some medals.

But now the man in the T.V. is calling me a trader. Guess I should have lost another leg?

It’s not all bad. VA hospital opened up, only three hundred miles away. Guess I should get hopping .

But I guess it’s better then a cardboard box.

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

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Saturday, October 22, 2005


Needle in the Nightstand

Got myself cancer today, but
I figured as much. Don’t have
Much time, I have to run and
Get another colt 45.

It’s cold, it’s fall. By now I
Got cancer all through me, I’m
Cold, I have no blanket.

I need to refrain from asking
For help, self reliance is the

They spent eight thousand
Getting me ready, spent nothing
Calming me down.

I can fight blindly now an
Enemy with no names.
May I call you Charlie?

Spring time, cancer eating at my
Brain, I can not stand, I shall
Not worry for I have a needle in
The night stand.


Circle of Life

Born, Woke up, took a shit, went to school, came home took a shit, went to bed.

Woke up, took a shit, went to work, came home took a shit, went to bed.

Woke up, went to war, killed three people by noon, came home, took a shot, went to bed.

Woke up, took a shit, went back to work, came home, took a shit went to bed.

Woke up next morning, took a shit, got married, had a kid, went to work, came home, took a shit, went to bed.

Woke up, took a shit, got cancer, came home took a shit and died.


HEADLINE: Jarhead looses leg

Woke up sometime in the AM saw some soldier’s wife. Some hood stole her purse. Guess it makes better T.V. Why don’t they look at me?

Hey, Hey over here someone stole my leg and my sanity.
Guess we don’t make good T.V.

Saturday, August 06, 2005


The Eagle had landed

Have to cash my check, blood money from past insurrections.

They’re trying to pay this samurai for protecting the village.

The devil may walk on needles, but Angels walk on dead soldiers.

Trying to wage war on myself, working double time to arrest my senses.

Slow down my reaction time so I can blame others for my sins.

My name is Jarhead Jerry and I’m a nobody.

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