by Cpl. Robert Lin Cook
Jan 1942-Sep 1945

When I arise at dawn to pee
thru my window I can see
guys are leaving for
their place of work.
As I crawl back
into the sack
and lie there
on my back,
I think of when
I did the same thing.

That's when I feel
the fortune
of my life.
I spent my
time in hell
fighting wars
and working
as well at jobs
I didn't care
a damn for.

When I laid down the hoe
said I would work no more,
I was as bored as one can be.
I was not one to sit,
always had to do a bit
as I was not the 
loafing kind.

I moseyed round the
place doing things
 to save face like
I was important
to it all.
then I settled down
figured I'd be around for
a hundred years or more.

I take it easy now since
I'm not behind the plow
I'll just goof off like
the good Marine
I used to be.

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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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