There's no rush like jumpin'
Parachutin' give you such a thrill,
But stupid stunts they don't pay my bills,
I need money, that's what I want, gimme (etc.)
No man, it's dangerous, I even gave up scuba diving you feel me?
got this:
no fuss, no muss, and thus i thrust myself from a plane in flight no fear, lets be clear, the rush is no loss of sight to fall gracefully back to earth the wind catching every sorrow to ever perch the chute inflates nullifying gravity in this moment BANG an epiphany slow is smooth and smooth is fast paratrooper love is meant to be crass shuffled out the door in haste to land in some poor fuckers backyard to kill him with hate the blackness of night is our only embrace mind yourself before the 82nd takes grace.
this is the way of the LGOP and such as we say one for the airborne ranger in the sky; Airborne! All the Way!
That's great. Good stuff.
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