by Cpl. Robert Lin Cook
Jan 1942-Sep 1945

We had a company clerk
some guys thought
was a jerk but
I saw where he
 was comin' from.
He didn't have much rank,
and the job he had
just stank and
he had a lot to do
to keep up with me, you,
and a lot of other
 yardbirds runnin' round.

That he was surrounded by the brass
didn't make his job first class;
they always had a thing
for him to do.
He kept the morning report,
made sure things
were not short
when it came to
checking out the gear.

And when we stormed ashore
he didn't stay aboard
but trundled out
behind the second wave.
He was subject to the crap
but he didn't give a rap
'bout keepin' his sorry ass secure.

The last I saw of him
he was writin'
next of kin of
he sergeant that had
found his way to Hell.
He had a big, good heart,
he was wiry and
he was smart and
I hope he made it
through the bloody war.

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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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Peleliu, Palau — WWII Marines resting during lull in battle