Stand high for grand Duchy,
Fight for King, and ne’er abate!
I am the very model of,
A petty German potentate.
Marching ‘cross yon battlefield,
Exchanging volleys ‘o lead.
Through fire we go, ne’er to yield,
Fighting for Duchy ‘till dead!
'Top our mighty steeds ‘o white,
With saber’s we go slashing.
Foe run when we come to fight.
Round the field we go a-dashing!
Stand high for grand Duchy,
Fight for King, and ne’er abate!
I am the very model of,
A petty German potentate.
Bombing forts with well aimed shot,
Or whiffing foe with bags of grape.
Through whole campaigns we have fought,
Though hard, we always escape.
Confident we always are,
To fight and die for Royal King.
Where fight is thick, we’re ne’er far,
Through trials we come out winning!
Stand high for grand Duchy,
Fight for King, and ne’er abate!
I am the very model of,
A petty German potentate.
Norris, please drop Herr Bauer a note at bloggerator@gmail.com with your address so that your wreath may be sent you post haste!
4 comments:
I sent you the email...did you recieve it?
Thanks for picking me!
Norris
DwarfMan
Poet Laureate of the Duchy of Alzheim,
Late of the 4th Lancers
Hi,
I sent you a note a while back - have you recieved it yet?
Norris
'DwarfMan'
Hi Norris,
I've been off on holidays the past couple of weeks - I got your note - just trawling thru my email today.
Regards,
Greg
Hi again,
Just wondering if you had sent off the package yet. I don't want to rush you or anything.... :-)
DwarfMan
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