by Cpl. Robert Lin Cook
Jan 1942-Sep 1945

A "Gunny" was a walking God
to those of us that walked the sod.
He was the Corps in all its ways
for he had spent a million days,
which adds up to lots of years
of blood, sweat, and even tears
to wear the stripes with rocker bars,
and hash marks up to here.

An ol' Gunny stands up tall
above the rank and file,
his measure as a leader
shows up in his style.
The men of whom he has command
will follow him o'er bloody sand,
and into the great beyond.

He knows the Corps inside and out,
he knows what it's all about.
If there's something you don't know
just ask the Gunny and he'll show
all the ropes you need to know.
He's glad to take you by the hand
and lead you through the lesson.

Show respect for your ol' Gunny,
he's the best the Corps can do.

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The author: Robert Lin Cook served with Reg. Weapons Co. (2d-2d) from 1942-44 at Guadalcanal and Tarawa during a 33-month overseas tour.

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