WATER WATER

 

Some guys chose their place in life,
And live at ease, no strain, nor strife
But after all, I'm no pretender,
This is a destroyer, not a tender
Now all was fine about the ship,
When water came, they made a slip.
The showers ran both day and night,
An hour beneath them was alright.
The chlorine taste was not so bad,
If a shot of coffee could be had.
The deck force washed the topside clean,
And greater waste was never seen.
Then, there are those days underway,
When water's scarce, it's hell to pay
"We're wasting water!!" was the shout,
So search around and CUT IT OUT!!
The more they searched, the more was used,
'Twas then we really felt abused.
Water, water everywhere
But saving it, was despair.
They checked the piping and each connection,
Could it be that cold injection?
Everywhere, the going's tough.
Evaps just don't put out enough.
They stopped the showers, wardroom too?
We'll stop that waste, I'm telling you.
Check all the bilges, tanks, and drains,
Even thought of catching rain.
The drinking fountains could be stopped,
When all other means have flopped
Let's see, water in the galley and head,
We'll get it stopped, just like we said.
Plugged all the pipes, scotch taped the showers,
Should show something within a few hours.
The tanks are filling, water at last,
My shower's only three days past.
Take me to a place like Minnesota,
Where 10,000 lakes ain't no quota,
Back in the land where water's free,
And that "BO" won't bother me.

 

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Editors: Van der Beets, Gass, Hardegree
Business Manager: Kuczmarski
Photographer: Kimmey
Cartoonists: Harris, Daniels
Advisor: Ens. Warren

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