There was a naval cadet named Trevor Colland who was a distinguished kid if you had ever seen one...
Admiral Swan: That is what the Colonel said to the Sergeant..."except he is a dreamer"
Sergeant Mill: I've never seen someone more apt to fall overboard.
Admiral Swan: Well at least he is an adept gunneraryman.
Captain Louis: Well he asks too many questions for the "average man", but that is the sign of brilliance as his scores were more than admirable.
Admiral Swan: Well let's see if he can keep it up...let him in!
Sergeant opens the door...
Segeant: Sorry to keep you waiting son, but this is the first boarding of the HypnoQueen.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
Machine Guns Go off...To: Rear Admiral William Hamill
At the start of the revolution there was a gunshot
A blaze from a barrel to transpond
I heard it all
As I sat by the wand pond
To a harsher existance
Of that the military brings
Not the life of most diamond rings
Not the crest on the tour
Or the ocean at harbor on a moor
Say your prayer if you sit too close
Of a life of a naval officer who serves host
A paradigm of ocean to configure
On a quest lacking vigor
At the end of the shore
So begins a better life at harbor
Trust me to know
Trust me to begin
Of a landlover
Who loves the ocean like sin...
(Poem by Admiral Booster)
A blaze from a barrel to transpond
I heard it all
As I sat by the wand pond
To a harsher existance
Of that the military brings
Not the life of most diamond rings
Not the crest on the tour
Or the ocean at harbor on a moor
Say your prayer if you sit too close
Of a life of a naval officer who serves host
A paradigm of ocean to configure
On a quest lacking vigor
At the end of the shore
So begins a better life at harbor
Trust me to know
Trust me to begin
Of a landlover
Who loves the ocean like sin...
(Poem by Admiral Booster)
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