Best Mess Hall Poems

In the green Adirondack foothills lies
the haven of our old summer camp,
once a place of adventure and outdoor joy,
and the loud cries of precocious scamps,
their energy you never could tamp,
scurrying ’round on small, rapid feet,
leaping into the pond without a beat.

I remember coming here myself,
gazing...

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Is it any wonder that on a recruit's first day of service he is befuddled?
From day one he's told to do things by the numbers and his brain is muddled!
From the moment he stepped off the bus, mean ol' sergeants began to yell!
Sergeants, it seemed,...

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I used to sleep and dream
Bright colors....and images,
As a young man...
A new soldier....
I would sleep just so
I could dream....
Missing noon meals.... 
In the Mess Hall.....
Hungry not for food....
 
The sun would fill my room
With light....
That I covered with a pillow
Until the afternoons shadow
Filled my room.
...

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(L)eatherneck Jugg Butt was detailed to clean the barracks latrine,

(A) humiliatin' prospect for a dedicated United States Marine!

(T)he young jarhead wanted so much to gain Captain Grumpy's affection.

(R)eduction in rank he could face if he failed the captain's urinal inspection!

(I)f he flunked, he could end...

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Jayne in a Man’s Field

I wrote on a Porsche “Take the Jayne Train”
How long in the mess hall would she remain
She came out and saw
She smiled, I said duh
Took a photo with her less my brain

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Perchance yar juiced a young man or woman 
maybe born, bread and raised in the city that never sleeps
and as a loyal son or daughter take a tram 
to enjoy a tasty repast with widowed momma,
cuz eve since da papa passed away....
a futile attempt made...

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Weary of the mindless malls,
We journey out to view the scrawls
Etched by the Neanderthals.

And there compelling to us all,
We stand speechless and enthralled
Observing scenes both large and small.

Of grazing beasts in boundless stalls,
Diffused in peaceful, stoic sprawls
Waiting for nothing, nothing at all.

Look, if you dare,...

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12)Coddle- Two fish enrapt in love.

13)Mustard- A diarrhea victim who can wait no longer.

14)Jam Session- A gathering of sweet-toothed weirdos with various jams and 
jellies.

15)Coffee Table- An occasional table made of stale and hard coffee beans.

16)Condom- A very stupid prisoner.

17)Confederate- An inmate who nourishes his...

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"Jack and Jill and Company" 

Jack and Jill were on their way to the unknown
talking many hours on the telephone
They never could say good bye
with thoughts leaving them high
Now they're never alone living the same zone

Their friends Miss Piggy and Kermit placed a call
hoping to...

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Fork git about spooner hiz ham

And join (singing the words 
in the next paragraph) whether alone
in a traffic jam
basting, cooking, then eating a lamb
prepared by thee missus
a superb culinary madam.

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Guli guli guli guli guli...

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I became familiar with intriguing chow in the army mess,
Tho' I savored their chipped beef and gravy I must confess!
But some of their culinary efforts left in my mind some doubt,
That my wily recruiter didn't know what he was talking about!

Invariably for lunch and supper...

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This is the darker side of me.
 
 
I used to sleep and dream
Bright colors....and images,
As a young man...
A new soldier....
I would sleep just so
I could dream....
Missing noon meals.... 
In the Mess Hall.....
Hungry not for food....
 
The sun would fill my room
With light....
That I covered...

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She said "Let's go to Dad And Me, it really would be neat."
I couldn't say no. I loved her so. She was so young and sweet.
A weekend just for us, my daughter and I, with so many things to do.
Arts and crafts, swimming and fishing:...

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The Oceans sailed 
 I drove down to the coast today, could feel it pull
after all I was in the navy for 30 years and the oceans 
treated me well not letting my ship sink, drowning me.
The sea was grey/blue a monster asleep, yet not...

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Elitist school hovering;
     Hummingbird-like wind laden migrating.
     Evening mess hall dining;
     Past the locked gate....

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