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Wednesday, June 08, 2005

    ok...woah...juz gotto post this up. Admire the time, effort and talent put into this poem only. Enjoy!

    An Ode to National Service

    Native, born on native soil
    Raised till eighteen, made to toil
    To defend a tiny land
    That's the Singaporean man

    On enlistment, BMT
    Sergeant scold your family
    Meet your Encik, CSM
    The company's stupid man
    They'll take you into a room
    One man over many loom
    Then you must prepare to swear
    For this island always wear
    Colour green and nothing more
    Admin, PT and smart 4
    They will strip you to the core
    Fear not you're the nation's whore
    They'll give you a gunnysack
    Change you into vest and slacks
    2 years of your life they'll take
    You to hell until you break
    Be prepared you new found dog
    They'll make you wash and unclog
    Urinals and other stuff
    2 years are more than enough
    In this life you'll never find
    Better times to lose your mind
    Welcome whore and please don't cry
    You're already sworn to die
    And now for the real training
    So what if it's still raining?
    During war is there Cat. 1?
    Dog, don't ever lose your gun.
    Learn to march and learn to sing
    Songs that do not have meaning
    But don't stop or wonder why
    You’re an idiot now green guy
    Brains don't work in this army
    It runs in Lee's family
    Meet your rifle, your new wife
    She's your friend, your foe, your life
    Strip her tenderly with care
    Or sergeant will screw you there
    Here's your SBO and helm
    You're now warrior of the realm
    Honor, pride and glory be,
    Bring this country harmony
    Smelling like a mad wild boar
    Dolled up in your goddamn 4
    In the bus or up a train,
    People may smell and complain
    "Chow peng kia! They're so smelly
    All the botak so ugly."
    Hang in there don't be let down
    You're protector of the crown
    Sergeants you must look up to
    All the training they’ve been through
    They KNOW they have seen the world
    To them you’re a baby girl
    Like lions they are inside
    They're just pussy cats outside
    Think that SISPEC made you good?
    Come on let's try prison food
    All these street smart wannabes
    Grew up eating mommy's peas
    Educated know all jacks
    That is why they're all called SPECS
    Think a sergeant's hard to be?
    Wanna come try RTC?
    Yes you're somebody down here
    Recruits look at you and fear
    Grow up! Naïve simple man
    In this army brains don't stand

    PC! PC! You're a Sir
    Back in JC you're a blur
    Born with glasses nerdy whore
    Never seen the world before
    Mostly from rich families
    High class bastard wannabes
    Given a commissioned rank
    All the sex you know is wank
    Well-to-do here on this earth
    Riches given you at birth
    Those who get to OCS
    They think they're the very best
    Poor forlorn misgiven soul
    Life's about mommy’s control

    Now about the Regulars
    These guys think they're the coolest
    Smart 4 hanging in the car
    Trying to show off a bar
    This lame dot is green enough
    More green doesn't make you tough
    Living off the taxpayers
    They're fantastic soothsayers
    "I swear to die for this land
    I swear to serve useless man
    My life I put down for thee
    But for now you must pay me
    Give me more off and flexi
    Please grant me rank and money
    I swear I am not a fake
    I'll choose death and won't forsake
    My tag may make me a dog
    I love to suck CO's cork
    I am but a simple man
    Live and die just for my land"
    To them NSF are dogs
    Idiots meant to do shit jobs
    Given to fulfil a cause
    Treat them like you’d treat a horse
    Overworked and underpaid
    We don't blame it on our fate
    We are proud to serve this land
    Obeying unfaithful man

    We must salute officers
    All commissioned regulars
    We address them all as Sirs
    Just amazing, these soldiers
    Instilling a sense of pride
    Hunks that for this land would fight
    They look so fierce in smart 4
    So fierce I can't wait for war
    Wish I were the enemy
    Catch all officers I see
    Chain up all these cheap dog whores
    Make them do NSF chores
    Without taxes what are you?
    Life would not be green but blue
    Stuck with Japanese Hondas
    Never Continental cars

    Next are Majors and Kernels
    At the top are Generals
    Men so great we seldom see
    Living life exclusively
    Years they spent serving this land
    Dogs, oops! I meant moral man
    Talented at golf and darts
    Handing out donation cards
    "Give or sign extra duty
    You are aiding charity"
    So we donate once or twice
    Call us stupid we’ve no choice
    But at the end of the day
    Who's the one who gets to say
    “All this happened ‘cos of me
    I’ve done proud for charity
    I’m Kernel of my country
    Funds were raised because of ME!”
    Strange, more cards just keep coming
    Why do they keep on giving?
    Do they think we work for free?
    One month we make 350!
    Wonder if they donate too,
    Wonder where the funds go to.
    NSFs we take the shame
    We donate, they get the fame
    What is this atrocious sham?
    Do they have pride left in them?
    For the high ranks you receive
    Blow jobs many you did give
    I'm sorry but ain't it true?
    Sucked until your face turned blue
    Which army in history
    Controlled by a nerd sissy
    Would sign rubbish and then claim
    “See! SAF helps the lame!”
    Why O such a shameful act
    Do you not know fake from fact?
    If indeed you are so nice
    Why not give us back our lives!
    You take and you use us well
    Parading your sun burnt hell
    Doll us up in green like fools
    Make us carry heavy stools
    While your offices they sit
    On their sofas and repeat
    "I now go for my tea break
    Heard officer mess got cake.
    After you finish the chairs
    Help me mop the floors and stairs
    Go my office later on
    Help me turn on the air con
    Later I got visitor,
    Boh pian, I am officer
    Work so hard and earn so less
    Still must buy my girlfriend dress
    4k one month where enough?
    Always chiong sua siebeh tough
    Save so little in the bank
    Hope to faster up my rank."
    Are these really commanders?
    Are they really our warriors?
    Could one ever imagine,
    If in war how we would win?
    "Think of the Japs!” they would say"
    How they bullied us one day.
    "Yes 'tis true, the Japs were bad
    They came and took all we had
    Murdered, raped and pillaged too
    This took place in World War II
    Listen you stupid Army,
    That was all in history
    Move on, don’t rake up the past
    Your own nation filled with lust
    Look at all the sluts around
    Hanging round boat quay and town
    See Mohd Sultan too?
    Whores down there dance till they’re blue
    Defend women from the foe?
    Prove it find a virgin hole
    All our girls been fucked before
    No such thing a virgin whore
    How they sleep around at night
    For a rich boy they would fight
    Any fat ass take to bed
    Once they see his Evo 8
    The things they’d do for money
    Hand jobs, blow jobs, sodomy
    Beg your pardon, defend these
    Women from the Japanese
    Worry they get gang raped and
    Made into comfort women
    Why defend or fear to fall?
    Japanese men are so small!
    Half way through Occupation,
    They’d turn to masturbation
    Even before they invade
    Our whore would have a parade
    Freely blow the enemy
    Let them screw cheaper than free
    When our soldiers take a snooze
    Town would be filled with love juice
    Why do we take up this cause
    Fight for freedom or for loss
    Of the virgin pussies here
    Find one and I’d gladly cheer
    At least I'd have reason to
    Serve this small dot like a fool
    Long 4, rifle, SBO
    Splitting image of bodoh
    Guard this island of the seas?
    We need guarding from the Lees!
    Loving westerners so much
    Against us locals – have a grudge?
    If not for this surname Lee,
    We won’t have to serve army
    Place where nerds have a say
    Nerds who make us pay and pay
    On the world map this country
    Beautiful as it may beIs but just a tiny worm
    Even smaller than my sperm
    Taxpayers! Why face such scorn?
    Specially those with male born
    Open your eyes wide and see
    Your son's 2 years in army
    Saluting like he's a jerk
    People who cannot find work
    Proper jobs that they won't need
    Taxpayers upon whom they will feed
    Support peasants that's one fact
    But against your son they'd act
    If he's caught when he chao keng
    By these government ah bengs
    Futures they have very far
    Dream of Porsches in their Kias
    Why support such ill ingrates?
    Men who dress and act like apes
    They'd make Privates, Corporals, Men
    Sai kang warriors of the land
    Dogs that we are for this land
    Thus the woes of NS Men.

James | 8:19 PM

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