New Wokel Army.

Flight

LE
Book Reviewer
The future's bleak, fresh war and strife.
Deploy, defend some country with your life?
But who to send, vanquish industrialised fear?
Don't fret, Knights aplenty do live here!

A sacred vow of defence and honour
Time immemorial, the Monarch's follower
Where she commands, they will obey.
Actors, our betters, will enemies slay.

No fleet or tanks, they will be seen.
Prius and Tesla, one must be green.
And Dames, so as not to sexist mong
Wield the bayonet, show equality's strong.

Platoon of cricket, Company celebrity Chefs
Division Foreign Office maul with grisly zest
With chins absent, graceless and queer.
Pity the enemy, and victory cheer.

Reduce the army, no plebian pounds spend.
Send the 'elite', whose proclivities trend!
To lend honour to their vision of society.
Bravery undoubted, in the annals of hilarity.

The noble garter, orders of Empire still
Leap unto the breach, battlecries shrill.
Don't mock, these of aristocratic affinity.
Their gongs are awarded for masculinity!
 
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And this, children, is why we don't post after taking LSD.
 
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Poetry? I know a poem... its about this soldier and Santa... its very moving
 
The future's bleak, fresh war and strife.
Deploy, defend some country with your life?
But who to send, vanquish industrialised fear?
Don't fret, Knights aplenty do live here!

A sacred vow of defence and honour
Time immemorial, the Monarch's follower
Where she commands, they will obey.
Actors, our betters, will enemies slay.

No fleet or tanks, they will be seen.
Prius and Tesla, one must be green.
And Dames, so as not to sexist mong
Wield the bayonet, show equality's strong.

Platoon of cricket, Company celebrity Chefs
Division Foreign Office maul with grisly zest
With chins absent, graceless and queer.
Pity the enemy, and victory cheer.

Reduce the army, no plebian pounds spend.
Send the 'elite', whose proclivities trend!
To lend honour to their vision of society.
Bravery undoubted, in the annals of hilarity.

The noble garter, orders of Empire still
Leap unto the breach, battlecries shrill.
Don't mock, these of aristocratic affinity.
Their gongs are awarded for masculinity!
So, Man up, kill the Queen's enemies and get a medal. Sounds about right.
 

Goatman

ADC
Book Reviewer
Any relation to the young lady from Ealing ?

had a peculiar feeling ?
 
There was a young lady from Bude,
Who went for a swim in the lake.
A bloke in a punt,
Stuck his pole in her ear,
And said "You can't swim here, it's private!"
 

Yokel

LE
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