I carried it,
it carried 30 pounds.
It was a keeper of lifesaving tools.
Gauze, tape, sodium chloride
and tubing for the infusion of such.
Needles and band-aids,
even some tabs.
You know--
the ibuprofen type.
The Army considers it a cure-all.
Hand it out like candy.
Every day is like Halloween!
Don't worry about a thing, especially not your liver
being worth a damn by the time you're forty.
Tons of gloves,
my one pet peeve.
I would go without on certain scenes,
but that's just me...
I always wanted to be
a helper of those,
too scared to be free.
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