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Not Squared Away
Photo by US Navy WestPack Album—Gorelick 2nd top right “Not Squared-Away” Crawling and sliding through slimy debris Knees scraped raw on the gritty hanger bay We’re sailors on the carrier Coral Sea Crossing the equator this bright April day Our shellback ordeal-just good-natured hazing A navy tradition; great nautical fun Like pagons, it’s old King Neptune we’re praising Great Zeus, let this filthy business be done! Now shellbacks! We’ve made it unscathed, more or less We toss our soiled clothes out to the ocean breeze But I find myself in one hell of a mess For I left my wallet in my dungarees! Now drifting away is my navy ID A grave offense if it’s lost or misplaced It will no doubt be captain’s mast for me Where I’ll be demoted! Denounced! Disgraced! I stand at attention, rigid and straight The captain shouts: You are not squared-away! Sweating bullets, I ponder my dire fate I’ll surely be thrown in the brig today A lost ID at sea is close to a crime A gross dereliction, stupid but rare On just bread and water I will do my time As I topple down the steps to despair In solemn dread I now report to the chief With a churning stomach and anguished mind But now all fear lifts and I sigh in relief As he snaps: Get to work; were falling behind Written 9/11/22
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