10thzodiac
12-24-06, 06:04 PM
T'was the night before Christmas
and all though the Corps
and no one had a pass,
the troops were all sore.
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Yes, every Marine was on his back
lying on a rack.
When out on the Parade Deck
I heard such a clatter,
I sprang from my rack
to see what the hell was the matter.
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With bayonet in hand,
I moved stealthily to the door
I cautiously waited to see
if there were more.
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Yes, it was General Hagee
this there was no doubt
he was wearing his poncho
green side out.
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He carefully moved from rack to rack
he cautiously inspected each rifle and pack
to a chosen few a 96 chit
but to the majority a ration of s*it.
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As he pulled away in his Gold Plated Tank
pulled by eight Colonels bucking for rank
I heard him shout,
"Merry Christmas you poor bastards, you'll never get out ! :yes:
and all though the Corps
and no one had a pass,
the troops were all sore.
<?XML:NAMESPACE PREFIX = O /><O:P></O:P>
Yes, every Marine was on his back
lying on a rack.
When out on the Parade Deck
I heard such a clatter,
I sprang from my rack
to see what the hell was the matter.
<O:P></O:P>
With bayonet in hand,
I moved stealthily to the door
I cautiously waited to see
if there were more.
<O:P></O:P>
Yes, it was General Hagee
this there was no doubt
he was wearing his poncho
green side out.
<O:P></O:P>
He carefully moved from rack to rack
he cautiously inspected each rifle and pack
to a chosen few a 96 chit
but to the majority a ration of s*it.
<O:P></O:P>
As he pulled away in his Gold Plated Tank
pulled by eight Colonels bucking for rank
I heard him shout,
"Merry Christmas you poor bastards, you'll never get out ! :yes: