Well, Sir, it is impossible,
no matter how loud you yell,
I simply can't obey this.
There's nothing more to tell.

You're here as my superior,
yet you're fresh off mommy's tit,
I cannot fathom your inabilities,
you're a numpty, pumping shit.

I've been posted here a while now,
a few years now, or more,
yet you claim you know better,
and you've just come through the door.

I do not mean to undermine you,
It's not insub to ask why,
we only seem to follow rules,
when they benefit you, not I?

I do not trust open door policy,
your want for relish it is cringe,
no one cares you went to RMC,
or how much beer you like to binge.

I could easily complete this,
if you'd get out of my way,
cow lips, iced tea, and table snacks!
you'll drag on this task all day.

When a chief cannot march forward,
due to the medals on their rack.
What makes you think you know better?
Your lack of wisdom sets us back.

Now here's a parting piece of intel:
to think while shining boots,
a great and mighty officer,
cannot grow without good roots.