ARMY BUGS
Soldiers sing of their beans and canteens,
Of the coffee in old army cup,
Why not mention the small friends we`ve seen
Always trying to chew armies up ?
cho: Those firm friends , tireless friends,
Hardly ever neglecting their hugs,
Their regard never ends,
How they loved us, those old army bugs._
Note: Whether called Cooties, or, to Confederate soldiers,
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