Wednesday 31 October 2012

Fitness test


Those cheerful boys
Who go to sea
Are made from
Stronger stuff than me

Jauntily away to war
They sing and drink
And run ashore

Spending dib dobs
And sipping rum
Heals together
In Number 1’s

Then back to Blighty
For a well earned rest
And a moan about
The fitness test.

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