BABY MARINE

It was mid Decemeber back in eighty-four

I left my crib and rappeled to the floor

I ran through the nursery and out the door

And the first thing I did was shout "Marine Corps."

I knew right then I was a baby Marine

The toughest little baby you had ever seen.

Two safety pins on my shoulders for rank

A Humvee stroller and a tricycle tank.

I had camouflage diapers and flak baby shoes

A butternut sword and baby dress blues.

So, I jumped on my tank and I cruised through the ward

Saluting all the nurses with my butternut sword.

Then I heard all these babies crying like heck

I kicked in the hatch and yelled "ATTENTION ON DECK!"

I said, "Listen up babies, I’m in command

Crying and wimpering I will not stand.

They said "Aye, Aye, Sir" and I knew I had it made

As Commander-in-chief of the Baby Brigade,