barracks....
11-28-2003, 06:24 PM
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barracks....
this **** is sooo true....
A BARRACKS CHRISTMAS
Twas the night before Christmas the night filled with gloom
Stuck in the barracks, three people shoved in a room.
No Christmas tree, Egg nog, Christmas music playing proud..
All because I live in the barracks and its not allowed.
No Christmas ham, potatoes or holiday roast.....
No fortified wine to make a holiday toast.
No friends staying up late sharing holiday cheer...
Cause 2200 is the curfew for people who live here.
No Apple pie, no pie ala'mode
Cause we're allowed only a micro....what we need is a stove.
No toaster, crock pot, or electric grill....
They won't start a fire, but they're not allowed still.
No stockings hung on the wall with care...
I'll get hit with gear adrift if I dare leave them there!
Strict rules with no freedom, their afraid I'll go wild.
I'm a US Marine, but treated like a child.
So I'll sit in my room, the tv my guest.
Heat up a frozen dinner, The Hungryman's Best!
Drink non-alcoholic Eggnog, and sit all alone
Sing carols in my head and dream of memories back home.
There's a knock on my door! Oh who could it be.....
I rush from my chair so I can see...
Its the barracks duty who greets me with a grin,
He says, "the laundry room needs cleaning, and your the only one in."
Christmas day in the laundry room, Cleaning driers and walls...
Instead of Christmas lights ..I have Christmas lint *****.
I'll just go back to my room and just go to bed....
While thoughts of another Barracks Christmas Dance in my head.
I'll give warm wishes to all as I turn out the light......
Merry Christmas barracks Marines, and to all a lame night.
A BARRACKS CHRISTMAS
Twas the night before Christmas the night filled with gloom
Stuck in the barracks, three people shoved in a room.
No Christmas tree, Egg nog, Christmas music playing proud..
All because I live in the barracks and its not allowed.
No Christmas ham, potatoes or holiday roast.....
No fortified wine to make a holiday toast.
No friends staying up late sharing holiday cheer...
Cause 2200 is the curfew for people who live here.
No Apple pie, no pie ala'mode
Cause we're allowed only a micro....what we need is a stove.
No toaster, crock pot, or electric grill....
They won't start a fire, but they're not allowed still.
No stockings hung on the wall with care...
I'll get hit with gear adrift if I dare leave them there!
Strict rules with no freedom, their afraid I'll go wild.
I'm a US Marine, but treated like a child.
So I'll sit in my room, the tv my guest.
Heat up a frozen dinner, The Hungryman's Best!
Drink non-alcoholic Eggnog, and sit all alone
Sing carols in my head and dream of memories back home.
There's a knock on my door! Oh who could it be.....
I rush from my chair so I can see...
Its the barracks duty who greets me with a grin,
He says, "the laundry room needs cleaning, and your the only one in."
Christmas day in the laundry room, Cleaning driers and walls...
Instead of Christmas lights ..I have Christmas lint *****.
I'll just go back to my room and just go to bed....
While thoughts of another Barracks Christmas Dance in my head.
I'll give warm wishes to all as I turn out the light......
Merry Christmas barracks Marines, and to all a lame night.
11-29-2003, 01:22 AM
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Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: Hot Springs, Arkansas
Age: 45
Posts: 762
Ain't that the damned truth... Our barracks are dry barracks now so we can't drink either. C'mon man! we're sailors over here!! Thats what we do!!! We're pretty confused... we have to work and stuff now....
11-29-2003, 01:32 AM
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Join Date: Oct 2003
Location: Canton, Oh/La La Land
Posts: 87
Ain't that the damned truth..if only I had my friends e-mail who is in the Marines stationed in Japan! I miss him and his two brothers one which is in Iraq! Props to you cause the poem was definatley 
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