DELIGHTFULLY WILD!

Troops only march while on parade.

In combat we just stagger,

Or combing that forest for enemy,

Quietly hand near trigger!

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So we are marching to Zion,

Quite meaningless charade,

Never marching except to show!

To repeat, on parade!

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As Christians moving upward,

The staggering more pronounced!

At times as battle weary

May appear unannounced–

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Two troopers helping a wounded

Certainly not on march,

Staggering beneath the weight of one,

Forget about the starch!

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Remembering this, this picture I see,

A trooper with a bloody foot.

Sure, helped by one on either side

Smiles happily, looking good!

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That foot bloody, his ticket home!

So happy!  In spite of the pain!

In spite of, also, his walk will never

Ever be the same!

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We stagger through life!  Marching is out!

No longer are we on show!

I may have someone helping along

The limp is real below!

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Limping through ninety-four years of pain,

Body crooked,  too!

In Heaven, I will never limp again!

Straight!  Once out of this zoo!

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Forgive this boy, it it not a zoo!

With such beauty all around!

Sheer staggering through Yosemite!

Nothing like it to be found!

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With canyons deep, towering hills

No barren sand dunes there!

Wild the landscape!  Deep the gorge!

Gorgeous beyond compare!

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sure, the Sam

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