Hammerhead (SSN 663) - Naval Cruise Book

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The Night Before ORSE Twas the night before ORSE And all thru the sub. Not a watchstander worried Not even a nub. The officers in the wardroom Were banging their heads. Thinking of failing filled them With dread. The C. 0. in his stateroom And the ENG in a trance. Had given up, thinking there Wasn ' t a chance. When fwd of maneuvering There arose such a clatter. The ENG came back running To investigate the matter. Away to the engineroom He flew like a breeze. Stopped by maneuvering And started to wheeze. The lights from maneuvering Were glistening off pipes. Which gave the boat a luster Like a new prototype. When out of his bloodshot eyes He did catch. A movement of the aft Escape trunk hatch. As he clutched at his heart And was turning around. Down the ladder Admiral Rickover came with a bound. He was dressed in a wetsuit From his head to his shoe. And the clipboard he held Looked just like brand new. His tight little mouth Was drawn like a line. His wrinkles were creased And his white hair like twine. His eyes they were narrowed His skin was pale. And when he screamed He made TH instruments fail. He spoke no kind words But went right to work. And told all the watchstanders They operated like jerks. With a spill in the tunnel And the plant in a scram. He reflooded the escape trunk And out of it he swam. Now scram it, now flood it. Some high airborne too! Let ' s run some drills now I ' m ready; Are you? But we heard him yell out Before he shut down the lid. I passed you, you bastards And you ' re lucky I did. - Kenny Buercklin

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EDITOR: RM2(SS) D. H. PURCELL ASST: EDITOR: HM1 T. S. COOLIDGE ASST EDITOR: MS(SS) K. T. PHILLIPS TIFFANY PUBLISHING COMPANY NORFOLK, VIRGINIA