Pork Chop hill,
Gave the Major quite a thrill,
So many Enemy did he kill
But not for Solder Bill!
Better to have died like a pig in the swill
Ain't no pill that can cure his ill
To spend his life in an iron gill
Loom Toom
There he sits
Wonders what went wrong
While they make a sing-a-long
Can he clean his room?
Will he meet his doom?
Under a concrete toom?
Or work at a factory loom?
