My first post.

#1
We are the pawns of polititions,
our conscience has no voice.
We go where we are ordered,
our duty, not our choice.

We are part of the 'make do' Army,
using kit not fit for task.
Where else can we make savings?
is all the MP's ask.

We serve because we want to,
it's what we signed up for.
With MOD cutbacks,
there's less to do much more.

So we have more tours of duty,
and time at home gets less and less.
Is it so surprising so many lives
are filled with stress?

Through the TV and the Internet,
Joe Public see's what we're about.
But this is just a 'snapshot'
Our life-day in, day out.

And support seems sometimes lacking,
from the comments and the quotes.
It's not to us, to vent your anger.
But to those who chased your votes.

Yet, when we are tired and dusty
and our souls are in the sand.
A shoebox and a letter
shows there's some that understand.

Yes to these people we're not
just a Goverment slave
They will support and remember us
for all that we gave.
 
#2
We are the pawns of polititions,
our conscience has no voice.
We go where we are ordered,

our etc etc

just a Goverment slave
They will support and remember us
for all that we gave.
Bravo Oldest Git.

Now sit back and enjoy a Werthers toffee to go nicely with the cylinder of methane based trimix you've just inhaled.
 
#7
Lol...= I am a dick!!!

My name is Smudge
and I bear a grudge
I think it's a crime
to make words that rhyme.

Someday mate you will get past Jack and Jill :)
Smudge has fucked Jill and probably Jack aswell.

But he is right, your poetry is pure pish.
 
#9
Lol...

My name is Smudge
and I bear a grudge
I think it's a crime
to make words that rhyme.

Someday mate you will get past Jack and Jill :)
There once was a man named OLD_GIT,
Who's poetry was abnormally shit,
So he signed up to ARRSE,
Oh, what a farce,
hopefully he'll die tonight in his sleep
 
T

Tremaine

Guest
#10
O G, you going to bin it that quick? Where's your bottle gone mate. I thought your poem was very touching....on the ridiculous ;-) Banter, geddit?
 
#13
Can you write a poem about cheese and the binfantry?
 
#14
I thought old people had werthers to entice underage kids into their cars......not actually suck on them!
Do you mean suck on the Werthers or the kids or the old people. Any of them fit I suppose.
 
#15
Here is my latest work, which I hope you enjoy. Nice comments are always welcome. It's about the fighting vehicles of the British Army.

THE FIGHTING VEHICLES OF THE BRITISH ARMY

The Challenger tank makes the very earth shake,
And causes our enemies to drop down and quake.
They are fierce and armoured and above all reliant,
Ho, ho, ho - green giant.

The blades rotate and cut through the air,
Reducing fleeing enemies to heaps of burnt hair,
The Apache soars upwards, proud and defiant
Ho, ho, ho - green giant.

The Warriors smash defences like hot knives through butters,
And deter all our foes, apart from the nutters.
The great armoured infantry help our country stay bouyant,
Ho, ho, ho - green giant.

The 432s may be old and long past their prime,
And the engines keep the VMs working, cleaning out the grime,
But they're still battle-winners when the gears are pliant.
Ho, ho, ho - green giant.

But the best of all is a one-seater for a soul,
A motorbike of flesh and blood that over the hills does roll,
For the soldier himself is by far the most gallant,
Ho, ho, ho - green giant.
Durchy's work.

Ho ho ho.......
 
K

Kirkz

Guest
#17
Ahhhh how I've missed the dulcet tones of poetic rhyme!
OG - Better than Durchy's attempts, but still needs work. Some verses don't scan right :)
 
#19
As this is a bit of a literary thread I though this might bring back a memory or two, not sure if there are more verses or not.

Happy days.

If you go up to old Penang looking for a Chinese bang

Rickshaw whalla he will holler

Jig a jig jig for Malayan dollar.

Chorus.
Drinking rum and co-co o laaa
Up you fat arse o laaaa
Mother and daughter
rootin for Malayan dollar.


Now all you moonies better take note

It’s a ******* long time before the boat

So if you want to stay poor and sweet

Keep away from Bugis street

Chorus.
 

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