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“John,” the new seaman replied.
“Look, I don’t know what kind of bleeding-heart pansy crap they’re teaching sailors in boot camp nowadays, but I don’t call anyone by his first name,” the chief scowled. “It breeds familiarity, and that leads to a breakdown in authority. I refer to my sailors by their last names only; Smith, Jones, Baker, whatever. And you are to refer to me as ‘Chief’. Do I make myself clear?”
“Aye, Aye Chief!”
“Now that we’ve got that straight, what’s your last name?”
The seaman sighed. “Darling, My name is John Darling, Chief.”
“Okay, John, here’s what I want you to do …..”
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Avatar made by me!
My mind knowing no hell.
A hollow mass,
My vocabulary is of the highest class.
To see oneself be forgotten,
Not unlike a piece of cotton
Upon another's mind,
Neither amiable nor unkind.
Sitting here, upon my throne
In my reality which I have sewn.
Watching it all fade yet stay
Having the texture almost like clay.
Brittle, is this shell.
Almost, but not quite, like a bell.
If rapped upon, it will ring,
But not like it is willing.
Sometimes, it moves,
When one think it proves
Any sort of usefulness.
But, alas, that is a jest.
Oh, to jest! Those were the finest of times,
The best!
To make jokes, to have fun.
But now, those are done.
Some parts cling on,
Determined to hang strong.
Who knows when those memories will fall,
Along with I, who stood tall.