by Cpl. Robert L. Cook
Jan. 1942~Sept. 1945
This land is in an awful mess,
I been thinkin’ of sendin’
An SOS.
But who can I send it to?
Not to me, not to you.
We sent those idiots
To do the work
That shows them up
To be all jerks.
They said that they
Were all first class,
Turns out they
Were all half-ass.
Didn’t know from squat
Quite what to do,
Left good folks
In a stew.
No help,
No water,
And no food.
That ain’t right, dude.
Now if they had sent for the Corps
As they damn well
Should a done,
There would have been
Order and control
With or without a gun.
We know the way
To do a job
That takes some command,
We have been doing that
Since the Corps began.
So when you got a job
And you don’t know
What to do,
Call upon the Marines.
They will take you through.
Semper Fi.
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About the author: Robert Cook served with Reg. Weapons Co.(2d-2d) from 1942~44, at Guadalcanal
and Tarawa, during a 33-month overseas tour.
