Section 69

Catch 22 was fiction Appealing to a humour like mine But there was nothing very funny About Section 69. The army ran on regulations. Obey them and you'd be fine But, beware of that ubiquitous Queens Regs Section 69. Devised for situations Where no others would fit It took daring luck and skill To wriggle out from under it. If they wanted to get you And couldn't find a way Section 69 Was brought into play. Conduct Detrimental, Which was never defined, Conduct Unbecoming, All under Section 69. A face that didn't fit, A body deemed too tall, It didn't really matter 69 covered all. Two left feet, A big hairy nose, Sticky out big ears, Yes it covered all those. Every single squaddie At sometime would meet That fanatic disciplinarian With his blank charge sheet. The only defence really Was to outrageously lie if the CO was in good mood It might just get you by. So many situations That were hard to define But in the end there was always Good old Section 69. Catch 22 was fiction Appealing to a humour like mine But there was nothing very funny About Section 69.