CO's Inspection HQ Coy
Anonymous
The CO's coming to inspect the lines,
Friday afternoon the time
The company office is na worry,
Tak a shovel and the files ye'll bury,
Lock the doors and hide the keys,
We'll tell him there's a security squeeze.
The MT Lines he'll want tae see,
O what a tragedy that'll be,
The only way to hide this sight
Is black its windies and fuse the lights.
To the Signal Platoon we'll then proceed,
A look out man for this ye'll need,
On his signal the Jocks'll retire,
Strike a light and start the fire.
Up the stair to the QM's lot,
Tae combat this I have a plot,
On the wall we'll put a sign-
KEEP OUT! QUARANTINE!
The Coy stores is the last port of call,
Let's hope to hell their on the ball,
If the rumour's true I heard the day
The CQMS has run away.
'Ne Obliviscaris'
