I do not like this sand and dust
By CPT Jay P...Kentucky Army National Guard.

With apologies to Dr. Seuss.
I do not like this dust and sand, I do not like it on my hands.
I do not like dust in my head; I do not like it in my bed,
I do not like sand in my hair; I hate it in my underwear.
I do not like this dust and sand, I used to like the color tan.
I do not like dust on my clothes; I despise it up my nose.
I do not like sand in my face, invading all my private space.
I do not like dust in my mouth; I do not like it north or south.
I do not like sand east or west, No where is where I like it best.
I do not like dust in my ear, It's hard to reach, I cannot hear.
When it gets in my drink and food, It affects my attitude.
I like it not with ham and eggs; I do not like sand on my legs.
I like it not in socks and boots, Nor on my veggies, meats and fruits.
This dust and sand floats everywhere, It dances in the desert air
I like a dust storm even less, Because it leaves a gritty mess
I want to leave this sand and dust, But until then in God I trust.