"OLD DOUBLE
DEUCE"
(Dedicated to the men
of the 22d Marines)
By Frank Embry, HQ-2-22
"Old 'Double-Deuce'
is on the loose!"
It was our battle-cry.
"We shall prevail, we will not fail,
When lead begins to fly!"
Amid the yells, the smoke
and shells
By light of sun or flare;
The stubborn foe did surely know
That 'Double-Deuce' was there!
On rock and mud, our
comrades' blood
Was shed while battle roared.
Our nation's treasure: their last full measure
With full devotion poured.
On mercy bent, the 'corpsmen'
went
Where wounded men were lying,
And 'Holy Joe" was never slow
With comfort for the dying.
To Guam's warm shore
we sailed once more,
Where we could rest a spell
Awards, for sure, that shall endure
For those who fought thru Hell.
We sailed, to land on
China's strand.
(By then, the war was won.)
Another use for 'Double-Deuce'.
Another job well done
And when at last, all
battles past,
Our colors proudly furled.
For victories won, the word: "Well Done!"
Acknowledged by the world!
'Tis long since then,
our ranks are thin,
For Time must take its toll.
Thus fewer and fewer you may be sure,
Say "Here!" to muster-roll
A toast once more, to
times of yore;
Ere Death our spirits loose:
Our glasses raise to olden days,
To men of 'Double-Deuce'!