Six am. and I'm in the pen
It's reveille time again
One day ended, another one to begin.

Six thirty am. and here we go again
It's count time in the pen
Stand in your door and grin.

Seven am. and it's chow-time in the pen
Going to the chow-hall fast as I can
Just to get the same garbage again.

Eight am. and the working day begins
Off to do the same thing all over again
A game we play to pass the time away.

Twelve pm. and it's chow-time again
Going to the chow-hall once more
Just to rob the garbage can again.

Four pm. and the working day ends
Eight hours gone and nothing gained
Just been a waist of my time.

Five pm. it's chow time again
Three times too much in one day
My stomach just won't take it.

Six pm. and it's count time again
Here we go all over again
Stand in your door and grin.

Ten thirty pm. and lights out in the pen
Everybody to their own room again
Another day has come to an end.

Six am. once more in the pen
It's time to do it all over again
When will my time come to an end?

BYRON E. HAMS
3-7-74

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