Question:
As TD stated in his infinite wisdom: The Badger didn't carry a dentist. So, I was hoisted up by wench
will you please write a nautical poem involving a visit to Hong Kong Harborby FF1071 Badger, liberty leave for TD and being hoisted by wenches... it has to be a Villanelle, no free verse!!! and at least 12 lines. Fr Al, I trust you will not disappoint, Todd, fire when ready, Tyler, I count on your wit... Stooge, you stay out of this one... Cinnamon, do not toss anything, yet...
Answer:
hmmm......... Well, death from above, you failed to mention the Indomitable Freeman!! therefore, i will ask you Why do you contradict yourself? Hence i will not post my QUALITY poetry here for fear you may be a PIRATE!! I am sure that ultrastooge will do the magic only if you can trust him to it, rather than by criticizing him. emmm.... Cinn? she too got the magic.....But.........hmmmmm.... Can't say for fear she will be on my back! Thank you Father!! I pray that you forgive him his trespasses!!
This is rife with angst. First...Hong Kong was the only Liberty Port where I did not get laid. Second...Unlucky cards the week before had caused me to be short of dollars when we pulled in (causing no.1). Third...We got off the elevator on the wrong floor at the China Fleet Club. We were invited in for a drink under a sign that read Royal Navy Only. Needless to say, our American bad manners got us in a fist fight with about 10 of Her Majesty's finest. I guess I should not have called them limey sons of bitches and turned my glass upside down on the bar. On the Liberty Launch back to the Badger, they told stories of my daring bravado in the face of superior numbers. By the time we got to the ship, the legend had grown to where I'd beaten up the entire ships company of HMS Bristol. In fact, there was not much of a fight, more of a retreat with demonstration. At the time, my only real discomfort was the half bottle of Jim Beam on ice that had started the whole disagreement in the first place. It was weighing on me most heavily. I was carried up to the quarterdeck, where I promptly puked on the OOD. That was my day in Hong Kong... note* I since made amends with by brothers from the Royal British Fleet during a stop in Kenya. BTW...thanks for giving the Aviation Electricians Mate the nod.
FF1071 Badger, Hong Kong liberty leave Their man in operations needed dental work He was hoisted by the wenches, or so we would believe. The tiniest of frigates assistance did receive 1980 tour of duty with no dentist FF1071 Badger, Hong Kong liberty leave. They couldn't just set him down, the pain to relieve, So they put him overboard by hand, He was hoisted by the wenches, or so we would believe. Anesthesia done with a fist We know he couldn't stand FF1071 Badger, Hong Kong liberty leave He was hoisted by the wenches, or so we would believe. Those wenches of Hong Kong, Aye they're bonnie lassies And if we're to believe it One might even pinch their sassies. !!!!
Out of the fire and into the trench! When most men had been hoisted by a winch, the clever man got hoisted by a wench. Just like that time when visiting the French, in jail for hanging out with mister Finch. Out of the fire and into the trench! Listening to that song called Monkey Wrench in Hong Komg he knew he was in a pinch, the clever man got hoisted by a wench. He lost his keys while sitting on a bench, He said, I can go home; it's quite a cinch! Out of the fire and into the trench! All of a sudden his fists start to clench, women surrounded him, wanting to lynch! The clever man got hoisted by a wench. When given the choice between winch or wench, the smartest man always will choose the winch. Out of the fire and into the trench, the clever man got hoisted by a wench!
1 A psalm of the 101st. The101st is my shepherd; I have everything I need. 2 He lets me rest in green BVD's; he leads me beside peaceful streams. 3 He renews my strength. He guides me along the right paths, bringing honor to our name. 4 Even when I walk through the dark valley of shadow and death, I will not be afraid, for the 5th SF are close beside me. Your weapon and your wisdom protect and comfort me. 5 You prepare a feast for me at the Saigon Hilton. You welcome me as a guest, anointing my head with crisp salute. My cup overflows with Coors beer and wenches. 6 Surely your goodness and unfailing love will help me all the days of my life, and I will live in the house of the Army Strong forever....Amen. My B/F said you'd understand his inability to follow orders as it was common practice for the 5th SF to do it their way. God Bless You and Our Troops!!!!
