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Originally Posted by Guinness
With apologies to Alf Tennyson…
Mine was to do or die,
A couple of yards, a couple of yards,
A couple of yards outside.
In to my back garden
Walked I.
A blasting cacophony to the right of me
A blasting cacophony to the left of me
A blasting cacophony in front of me
Into the mouth of hell
Onward into my back garden I did walk
Yours truly,
Grumpy
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Forty Leagues, Forty Leagues, Forty Leagues onward, into the valley of death rode the six hundred, Cannons to the right of them, Cannons to the left of them, cannons in front of them the valiant six hundred.
(I still prefer the original). I't's a shame that we cannot call on them today in order to teach Comrade Putred Putin a lesson