I wish I could tell you how many times you saved me--The times I got frustrated with you because you let me down--There were times I just wanted to bang you up against a tree--There are times I didn't want you around.
I put my trust in you from the very start--I was told by others that you would never come apart--You were always with me through every fight--Through all my day's and even late at night.
You laid next to me many a cold-monsoon night--I only touched you and held you when it was right--You choked at times and I got worried real quick--But most of the time you were always in the click.
I rubbed you and oiled you up and down--I even cleaned you up and never made a sound--You see I love it when you get rough and mean--Because baby you were my trusty little M-16.
