Fuckin Bosnia

#1
Anyone remember a "poem" that went around the time of the Bos tours?

Vaguely remember something along the lines of

no fuckin beer, no fuckin bars
just fuckin grass up my arse
fuckin bosnia

With a dozen or so verses along the same 3 line structure.

Anyone remember it, and could post a copy?
 
#2
The MFO went f*cking missing
No f*cking p*ssers to f*cking p*ss in
Bogging toilets to f*cking s*it in
F*ck Bosnia

F*cking bog doors are f*cking loose
Not a decent minge or f*cking puss
This f*cking place makes you f*cking cuss
F*ck Bosnia

If it doesn’t rain, it f*cking snows
The f*cking wind it f*cking blows
The f*cking snot drips off your nose
F*ck Bosnia

The f*cking RAF are f*cking naff
Can’t even have a f*cking bath
This f*cking place makes you laugh
F*ck Bosnia

All f*cking work no f*cking play
Weak excuse for extra pay
Ninety pence a f*cking day
F*ck Bosnia

No f*cking pub, no f*cking bank
This f*cking milk tastes f*cking w*nk
Every face is f*cking blank
F*ck Bosnia

Slivovitz is f*cking dross
Lots of gorse and f*cking moss
This f*cking place is f*cking toss
F*ck Bosnia

The f*cking natives are f*cking dense
The f*cking birds are f*cking bent
All my moneys f*cking spent
F*ck Bosnia

The f*cking wagons are f*cking f*cked
The f*cking ‘phones always booked
The f*cking salads over-cooked
F*ck Bosnia

Two weeks f*cking R&R
I’ll spend it in the f*cking bar
I want to f*cking PVR
F*ck Bosnia

Time to do is f*cking long
F*cking morale has f*cking gone
My f*cking life is going wrong
F*ck Bosnia

All around are hills and rock
F*ck all to do but play with your c*ck
Two beers allowed but not in the block
F*ck Bosnia

The f*cking ‘phones aren’t f*cking cheap
The f*cking letters take a week
The f*cking outlooks f*cking bleak
F*ck Bosnia
 
#3
Ah ha, you da man! Cheers mate!

Sods law I will unpack the bergan and find my copy on a bluey in my orders book....

Hmmm, I have a strange hankering for getting on and off a wagon wearing green kit. In some hot, dusty corner of the Adriatic. Whilst drinking stale water from a mouldy waxed carton.
 
#5
Well, its not as if either have been used in years, is it ;-)
 

oldbaldy

LE
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#6
Based on Bloody Orkney from WW2.

Bloody Orkney

This bloody town's a bloody cuss
No bloody trains, no bloody bus
And no one thinks of bloody us
In bloody Orkney.

The bloody folk are bloody mad
The bloody roads are bloody bad
Good night the bright is bloody sad
In bloody Orkney.

Oh bloody crows, Oh bloody rain
No bloody kerbs, no bloody drains
The council's got no bloody brains
In bloody Orkney.

The bloody things are bloody dear
A bloody bob for a bloody beer
And is it good? No bloody fear
In bloody Orkney.

The bloody dances make you smile
The bloody bands are bloody vile
It only cramps your bloody style
In bloody Orkney.

The bloody flicks are bloody old
The bloody seats are bloody cold,
You can't get in for bloody gold
In bloody Orkney.

No bloody fun, no bloody games
No bloody times. The bloody dames
Won't even give their bloody names
In bloody Orkney.

There's nothing greets your bloody eye
But bloody sea and bloody sky
Roll on the mob! we bloody cry
In bloody Orkney.
 
#8
It's been doing the rounds for a few years in one format or the other. Remember a similar version doing the rounds in L/Derry 91. Had completely forgotten about it. Funny as fuck blast from the past!
 

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