Mark I. Kirkmeyer


I am the Old Fart, the Legacy of Battle!
I shoot straight, though my knees rattle
I have kept our Nation safe and free
Thousands have stood with me
Purchasing freedom with my blood
My hand grenades work, they’re not duds
To tyrants, I am a force of torture
To the fighting proud, the future
Where the fighting is thick, I was born
Body ripped, smashed and mind torn
I would gladly fight today
If the politicians would let me play
I am the Old Fart! WATCH MY CHAIR!