This is my baby.
There are many like it, but this one is MINE.
My baby is my best friend. It is my life.
I must master my baby as I must master my life.
My baby without me is useless. Without my baby, I am useless.
I must fire my baby true.
My baby must shoot straighter than my enemy who is trying to kill me.
I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will...
My baby and myself know that what counts in war is not the rounds we fire,
the noise of our bursts, nor the smoke we make.
We know it is the hits that count. We will hit...
My baby is human, even as I, because it is my life.
Thus, I will learn him as a brother.
I will learn my baby's weaknesses, its strengths, its parts, its accessories,
its sights, and its barrel.
I will ever guard it against the ravages of weather and damage.
I will keep my baby clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready.
We will become part of each other. We will...
Before God I swear this creed.
My baby and myself are the defenders of my country.
We are the masters of our enemy.
We are the saviors of my life.
So be it, until there is no enemy, but PEACE.
ps - you're supposed to be laughing by this point - its a bit of a take-off from the Marine's Creed about his rifle. Was holding the baby and thought it was funny.
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