by Cpl. Robert Lin Cook
Jan 1942-Sep 1945

Oh bugler, bugler
standing tall, please
sound the best one
of them all.

My belly gurgles,
 groans and gripes
in dire distress,
a simple sounding
of the call 'tis
all that I request.

The time since I last
did eat or drink
is far longer than 
I care to think.

Those shingles and
their topping spare
have left me
standing in despair. 

Be kind and sound
 the chow call now,
before I fall
upon my brow.

From going long
without subsistence,
I need you now
for my existence.

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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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Above: Marines get home-made ice cream at Bougainville, 29 Apr 1944
Below: New Year's Day dinner, Korea, 1 Jan 1952