Marine Corps Barracks Life

February 9, 2016

At the crack of dawn

PT is on

Then some breakfast

It isn't the best

Video games on my futon

Until the armory calls upon

Cleaning my gat

I wish we could have a cat

Waiting on formation

And so ends the rotation

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