Marine Corps Poetry: Raggedy Ass Marines

Carl | April 19, 2013 

In the days of raggedy-ass Marines,

We were spit-shined

And damn well clean.

Our brass shined like stars

Like an officer’s bars,

And there warn’t no

In between.

In the days of raggedy-ass Marines,

We scrubbed decks

And also latrines.

We washed clothes

In a bucket,

In lye soap

We stuck it.

And it came out

Salty and clean!

If a brush was handy

Then it sure was dandy.

For we were

Raggedy-ass Marines.

In the days of raggedy-ass Marines,

We salted our belts

To be white and clean.

We put blanco on our packs,

Had foot lockers

By our racks.

After all,

We were raggedy-ass Marines.

When we were raggedy-ass Marines

Our uniforms were spotless and clean.

With our knees a showin’ through

And our butt ends, too.

That is why they called us

Raggedy-ass Marines.

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