The BSM yelled "Haircut!",
and looked me in the eye.
The RSM yelled "Sideboards!",
but I didn't ask him why?
The BC he yelled "Hat Badge!",
his mouth it gave a twitch!
My Section Boss yelled "Muddy Boots!",
the dirty rotten bitch!
My Section Sarge yelled "Crinkled Greens!",
Ye Gods what have I done?
You've just become a Gunner son...
And this is 1 - 6 - 1.
- Mike Subritzky
161 Battery
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