Eleven thousand soldiers lay beneath the dirt and stone,
> > All buried on a distant land so far away from home.
> > For just a strip of dismal beach they paid a hero's price,
> > To save a foreign nation they all made the sacrifice.
> >
> > And now the shores of Normandy are lined with blocks of white: Americans
> > who didn't turn from someone else's plight. Eleven thousand reasons for
> > the French to take our side, But in the moment of our need, they chose
> > to run and hide.
> >
> > Chirac said every war means loss, perhaps for France that's true, For
> > they've lost every battle since the days of Waterloo. Without a soldier
> > worth a damn to be found within the region, The French became the only
> > land to need a Foreign Legion.
> >
> > You French all say we're arrogant. Well hell, we've earned the right- We
> > saved your sorry nation when you lacked the guts to fight. But now
> > you've made a big mistake, and one that you'll regret; You took sides
> > with our enemies, and that we won't forget.
> >
> > It wasn't just our citizens you spit on when you turned,
> > But every one of yours who fell the day the towers burned.
> > You spit upon our soldiers, on our pilots and Marines,
> > And now you'll get a little sense of just what payback means.
> >
> > So keep your Paris fashions and your wine and your champagne, And find
> > some other market that will buy your aeroplanes. And try to find
> > somebody else to wear your French cologne, For you're about to find out
> > what it means to stand alone.
> >
> > You see, you need us far more than we ever needed you.
> > America has better friends who know how to be true.
> > I'd rather stand with warriors who have the will and might, Than huddle
> > in the dark with those whose only flag is white.
> >
> > I'll take the Brits, the Aussies, the Israelis and the rest, For when it
> > comes to valor we have seen that they're the best. We'll count on one
> > another as we face a moment dire, While you sit on the sideline with a
> > sign, "friendship for hire."
> >
> > We'll win this war without you and we'll total up the cost,
> > And take it from your foreign aid, and then you'll feel the loss. And
> > when your nation starts to fall, well Frenchie, you can spare us, Just
> > call the Germans for a hand, they know the way to Paris.
> >
> >
> > Don Fichthorn, Major USMC (Retired)
