Deck log 0000 – 0400, I January 2021

By Garland Davis

Anchored in Middle Loch,

In COVID-19 quarantine,

Slowly ticks the clock,

The senior Bubblehead is SOPA.

Everyone else has the ‘RONA.

The snipes are steaming the plant,

And the baker is busy in the Galley,

Can smell the cinnamon rolls baking,

The POOW and the Messenger,

Working on plans to hit him up,

Plans the OOD cannot stop,

As we stand this boring watch,

Sailors sleep throughout the ship,

Snores emanate from CPO berthing,

The XO dreams of projects he can foist,

The boot cries for Mommy his face moist,

While Neal whispers sweet nothings,

To his favorite Happy Sock,

Hoping ’21 is a better year,

The last one was all fucked up,

Because of the COVID 19 fear.

Happy New Year