Sergeant Shriek

“Hello ladies, welcome to Hell!

You’re in my care now, and well,

your pansy, flabby pathetic days

are over; what with my macho ways!

The first thing I want you to do is give up your

thoughts about this being a democracy, before

we have a problem; see I am the boss!

If you think you have rights, you’ve already lost

I know you’re mostly men, but ladies is the word

I’ll break you; you think you’re tough? Don’t cross swords

with my a**, because you won’t win that fight

By the time I’m through with you, you’ll be turning white

with fear; fear of my volcanic temper!

So, do it my way, and always remember

not to piss me off, because I promise you, you will regret

it! I’ll tell you what, I’ll make you a bet;

I’ll bet you that I can turn your sorry a***s into

killing machines, who

won’t give a thought

to your own safety, for mamma’s boys you’re not

going to be, or daddy’s girl for those of you who wear a dress,

because I’ll break you of thinking that way; yes,

say goodbye to they way things were before,

check your old lives at the door, ‘cause now you’re in the Corps!”