The time on deck

 The time on deck

The time on deck is 0400,
And soon I'll be getting up.
I want to be a Devildog
But for now I'm just a pup.

Here on Parris Island
Where grown men often cry,
You'll live your life from chow to chow
So time will quickly fly.

Every day we try our best,
To keep from going nuts,
And every day our DI's
Find new ways to kick our butts.

But now we're coming to the end
The Crucible is near,
And we shall face with courage then
Boot camps final fear.

For after this we will no longer be
stupid civilian teens.
When the final test is done,
We'll be United States Marines!

Written by: Pvt. M. Yearsley - "Semper Fi"

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