Tuesday, April 03, 2001

THIS IS MY TABO


THIS IS MY TABO. There are many like it, but this one is mine. My tabo is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I master my life.

My tabo, without me is useless. Without my tabo, I am useless. I must use my tabo true. I must wash better than my enemy who is trying to wash better than me. I must wash him before he washes me. I will....

My tabo and myself know that what counts in this life is not the butt we wash, the noise of our utot, nor the smoke we make. We know that it is the wash quality that counts.

My tabo is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weakness, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its sights, and its handle. I will ever guard it against the ravages of weather and damage. I will keep my tabo clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will...

Before the Tabo God I swear this creed. My tabo 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 to wash, butt Peace!