On the First Night of the New Year, an unofficially endorsed truce allows the sacrosanct veil of Naval regulation to be pierced . During the mid-watch from midnight to 0400 (and only during the mid-watch) it is permitted for a ship to record the first entry of the New Year in verse.
With that….
It was 28 degrees on the first day of the year,
Most of the PAX were sleeping off their beer.
Into the gloom we moseyed YHC and Sandbar.
As wind gusted we knew the workout wound not be subpar
The moon it was super as we set off through the trees
The north wind howled with chilling degrees.
Run to stay warm on feet made of lead
And the ducks on the lake were shaking their heads.
The AO was covered with puddles of ice
No burpees on Monday was our only vice.
On the final turn we knew we were on the verge
With 2018 upon us it is time to end this dirge
