Poetry annex

Poet Laureate Bishop Manfred Collinwood continues his poetry annex with his stirring ode to the Battle of Osstermonger. Wherein two companies of the Queen's Hussars defeated a hospital full of Dutch Nuns.

The Battle of Osstermonger
Come crack of musket and zip of cannon,
‘Tis time to fight good men of mammon!
For God, for Country, for Queen, forsooth!
The eye of time snorts ‘battle for truth!’

Along the line, no faint heart beat-ed,
No man-o-war dare remained seated!
Crimson warriors, all to a man!
The rabble opposing, a tremulous clan.

‘Bang’ went the cannon, ‘crack’ went the whip,
‘Zing’ went the musket and shatter went the hip.
‘Blart’ screamed the rider, ‘Ba-doing’ went the gun,
The British standard still erect, at the setting of the sun!

Hoorah went the General, Hussar called the men,
Set the rabble on it’s feet and we’ll have it all again!
‘Mercy’ screamed the prisoners, ‘No’ begged the cripples,
But the cannon cracked and mercy lacked as they blew away their nipples.

Slaughter called the statesmen, genocide the writers shouted,
But sour grapes is the last recourse of an enemy so routed.
‘Zing’ went the medals, ‘hip-hip’ the screaming crowd,
Another British victory, for which we are so proud!

God save the Queen!