I’d
like to take moment of silence for
America’s
brave
All
gave some
Some
gave all
These
are the true heroes
Not the
one that wear capes
But the
ones that wear dog tags
Some lost
all too soon
but
never forgotten …
(Here’s
to you …Mike)
~ A
Moment of Silence~
Let’s
not forget why we are here!
To be
“Retired”
is so
much better
Than
being fired….
Chief
Domenico,
Please
excuse me,
As I
tell these stories
I only
know a few
And
this is really
the
best I could do
Just
pretend that I
(not
Rob) was with you….
Only
you and I will know
That’s
not true
A ¼
century in the making…
This
I’m not faking
There
is no clear order
The
memories are all a scatter
But
what the hell…
does it
really matter
I hope
you can keep up
Let’s
raise that Red Solo Cup
So
here’s a toast or perhaps a slight roast
~Chief
Domenico ~
we’ll
get underway
Shall
those Navy Days
never
fade away!
~Cheers~!
To
remember where you were today - tomorrow
Before
this party ends
Take a
moment our Facebook friends
And be
sure to check in
On
Eric’s head
Now
let’s escape to deadstead
Where
we sprang from cages
Sped up
card sound,
Spent
most of our wages
Seeking
something to pound
Up to
spring break heaven
Our personal
“Candy Store”
Too bad
for that mid week cover charge
Which
lead to an unfriendly discharge
Random
roaming golf clubs
Behind
the nightclub
Fists
clenched and an oversized wrench
Make
excellent…. self defense
And
spears of Teletype
To get
us hyped
For
Spades on the mid
There
were so many crimes
Yet no
sin
Messages
on the bottom
Or
super-glued mugs
Filled
with Coffee
thick
as mud
That
Story was a jerk
Thank
god for the perk
Of
voodoo chow on the eve
Hurry
back for Tech Control
“Duck or Bleed”
With
Big O’ Balls……… of…..tape
Just in
time…to..escape
Drinks
after watch…in the lot
(kinda
like that postage stamp spot)
Then
there was beer at Crandon
And
Hiding in the ‘Grove
Too
many coke and rums
At
Laughing Loggerheads
Wishing
to take one to bed
Sometimes
it’s good to be a rebel
dancing
with Coco Pebbles
Birth
control glasses
Seeking
lovely lasses
Getting
lost and relying on the stars
So
better than rolling… borrowed cars!
He
slipped on a dock
Heard a
pop
But
didn’t fret
Ignored
a hurt neck
Maybe
it’s better he’s never been to sea
Instead
he just goes to the Shore
So he
can drink even more
Send
the ladies outlet shoppin’
While
boys go Ocean fishin’
Bloody
Mary’s in the morn’
I think
we saw some porn
(remember
that preggers pic)
Ohhh!
Perhaps it’s better we just
forget!
The
kids’ should’ve been in bed
But
instead
We’d be
a You Tube dancing
And
Travolta prancing
All was
perfect
There
wasn’t a speck
When we
left
Because
we knew
there’d
be no slack
We’d
hoped
to be
invited back
Then
there was a time
He came
to see a shipmate
in the
Florida keys
The
first stop
was the
pub with no name
where
dollar bill got it’s fame
On to
was to Sloppy Joes
Where
this story grows
He told
the bartender
A tip
you will receive
On each
half hour
With a
drink in my hand
Or you
will pack sand
In
Virginia Beach, a topless ex
And a miller-lite glass
If only she would pass
(oh, We
should drink to that!!!)
Then
only a few years later…
This is
where is gets sappy
But you
should know
it ends
happy!
He
found a wife
Who put
him in his place
With
such amazing grace
They
were building a good start
Then he
needed to do his part
A
Sailor of sand
In
Asscrakiestan
Thought
this could be the end
But
then….
He
changed his perspective
Took
some electives
Drank
some Maryland Wine
Figured
it would all be fine
It was
funny to find that
That it
ended the same
Beautiful
lives
Amazing
wives
Crazy
smart kids
Friendships
that last forever
From
here
it only
gets better!
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