New Isk, I am inspired by your quixotic ardour to pen a new poem, with a little help from my friend Al.
*The Charge of the Dumb Brigade
Half a sentence, half a sentence
Half a sentence onward
All in the valley of Dope
Rode the stupid guy:
`Forward the Dumb Brigade!
Charge for the Dems!’ he said
Into the valley of Dope
Rode the stupid guy
‘Forward the Dumb Brigade!’
Was there a man dismay’d?
Not tho’ the poster knew
His point had blunder’d:
His not to make coherent reply,
His not to reason why,
His but to moan & sigh,
Into the valley of Dope
Rode the stupid guy.
Mock’ry to right of him,
Mock’ry to left of him,
Mock’ry in front of him
Volley’d & thunder’d;
Storm’d at with taunt & yell,
Boldly he rode & well,
Into the jaws of Dope,
Into laughs he couldn’t quell
Rode the stupid guy.*