Sgt. Tina (Or How I Filled Out With A Stupid Blog Entry)

In the jungles of the south
Deep down in Argentina
Hear tales by word of mouth
About little Sgt. Tina

She hates to spare a life
At least that of a man
By conflict or by strife
Or any way she can

Beware now in the woods
Or even on the streets
Our Tina knows the hoods
And everyone she meets

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