Across this great United States Shemya is the spot Where we are doomed to spend our time In the land that God forgot So here among the dogs and rats Where men have set their brew Out in the middle of nowhere A million miles from you We sweat, we starve, we stink, and freeze It's more than normal men can stand We're not exactly convicts Just defenders of our land Way up north in the land of ice and snow This island lies where I once had to go Two by four, an airstrip, and a dock A tiny place that we call "The Rock" We belong to the United States Air Force Earning our monthly pay Guarding people with millions For a measly $2.50 a day We stay up here 12 long months A sentence we all hate And we only live for our return To the lower "48" Nobody knows we're here Nobody gives a damn We're just a bunch of flyboys Who belong to Uncle Sam But when we pass those Pearly Gates We'll hear St. Peter yell "Step up men of Shemya You've spent your time in Hell" ~ Author Unknown ~

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